"Victoria Gibson, open the door!" Chad Yakov knocked for a minute, heard no response from inside, took a step back, raised his foot, and prepared to kick the room door open.
"Click" sound.
Just as he was about to kick the door, the room door finally opened from the inside.
Victoria Gibson stood at the door, still wearing the clothes from when they parted, her Hair loose, Face ashen.
Her Eyes looked at him dazedly, after a while, she blinked, as if she couldn't believe the person standing in front of her was Chad Yakov.
This late, why would he come?
Moreover, the person before her stood there stiffly, not moving at all, appearing like a dummy.
Has she missed him too much, and started hallucinating?
Victoria Gibson froze, not moving forward.
The Security Guard beside saw that she was fine, dared not say anything more, took a glance at Chad Yakov, and silently left.
In the Corridor, only the two remained, gazing at each other.
