The Incubus System

Chapter 134: The One Who Struggle

The Incubus System Chapter 134. The One Who Struggle

11.24 PM

We had put our clothes on. But different from before, now we were sitting on the sofa and I had returned to my human form.

“I’ve sent you Myra’s house and office address as well as Olivia’s,” she said as she put her cellphone on the table next to her and turned to me.

“Thank you,” I said. I asked her to send all the addresses since I would need them soon. I even thought of sending Foxy to spy on them if necessary.

“Is there anything else I can help you with?” she asked.

“Um …” I thought for a moment before glancing at her with a smirk. Then I leaned to her, brought my face close to her. She gasped as she leaned backwards in reflex.

I smiled mischievously.

“You can feed me–” But she pushed my face away with her hands before I finished my sentence.

“No — I’ve fed you twice today,” she pouted.

I pulled myself away.

“So … I can’t have more?” I asked in a disappointing tone.

She lowered her hand.

“No.” Then she glanced at me with a flushed face.

“But I don’t mind for doing it again tomorrow,” she said.

“Then, I will come again tomorrow.”

“Ah, I forgot to tell you. Earlier Larry sent a message to me that tomorrow we can visit Theo at the hospital.”

Her words reminded me of Theo’s Wounds.

“How is he? Is he better now?” I asked. I remembered Theo was so proud of his profession as a demon hunter, I thought he would be depressed if he was disabled due to yesterday’s battle.

“He’s getting better. Even though his wounds are quite bad, there are no broken bones. He will get well soon.”

I exhaled a sigh of relief.

“Thank goodness.”

Emma looked at me in confusion.

“Aren’t you mad at him?”

I let out a slight chuckle.

“For what? He doesn’t know anything about me, do you think his judgment is valid?” Well, I knew, it was human nature to give someone a bad judgment based on one or two acts without finding out the whole story. But when they were in the same shoes, they would do the same thing or maybe worse than that person.

She sighed.

“You’re right …”

“It’s getting late. I have to go home now,” I said as I got up from my seat.

Emma stood up from her seat.

“See you tomorrow.”

“Bye.” I reached out my hand and imagined my room as my destination.

‘Portal.’

[Set your destination.]

‘My room, Ironshade Town.’

[The destination has been set.]

A portal that resembled a small black hole opened in front of me.

[The portal has opened! ]

I just moved my feet, but Emma suddenly kissed me on the lips.

“I’ll be waiting for you tomorrow,” she said as she broke her kiss.

I smiled. I felt like I wanted to accompany her all night, but I couldn’t leave Celia alone at home.

“See ya,” I said. Then I stepped into the portal.

—–

Camila’s PoV

Camila sat alone by her bedside as her eyes stared at the large window nearby, looking at the moon that was shining brightly tonight. But unfortunately, her heart was not as bright as the moon. Her eyes were swollen by tears and her heart ached. Although that large room filled with luxurious furniture, she felt that room as empty as her heart. She thought that once she complied with Miguel’s request for a divorce, he would let her go, but she was wrong. Miguel slandered her by saying she was the one who cheated on him and even ordered his subordinates to find out about Damian. All of this was done to take over Nightbough. corp as his own. Previously, Camila did not want to expose Miguel’s affair to the public or bring it to court because she thought about Olivia’s feelings. She knew that even though Olivia looked strong on the outside, not in her heart. If her friends found out about this scandal, Olivia would be embarrassed. Miguel was the one who forced her by saying Camila had an affair with a prostitute so he felt disgusted and decided to find another respectable woman to replace her position, that woman was Myra.

Her gaze shifted to the cellphone in her hand. ‘1 blocked contact: Damian’ was on the screen.

“I miss you …” she whispered as her hand rubbed the screen. She had no other choice but to block Damian’s contacts since she was afraid that Miguel would drag Damian into their problem. However she decided to take care of this alone, she even always said that she was fine when Olivia asked her, even though she was very tired.

Her hands hugged her cellphone tightly and brought it closer to her chest as if she was hugging Damian.

“I’m sorry … After all this is over I’ll contact you again …”

——

Olivia’s PoV

In her room, Olivia sat in front of her desk with an open laptop in front of her and several textbooks by its side. On the laptop screen, a document that only filled half of it, indicating that her assignment was far from finished, but sadly her mind felt empty. Her hands were on the keyboard but her eyes just stared at the screen blankly.

Her parents’ divorce bothered her a lot. She knew she needed a friend to talk to about this, but she couldn’t say anything to protect her family reputation as well as her mother. Even Emma, her best friend, only knew a little about this.

A tired breath escaped Olivia’s mouth as she leaned her back against her chair. Her eyes turned to the cellphone that was lying on top of an open book. Ethan’s image flashed through her head.

‘I wonder what is he doing right now?’

She picked up the cellphone and started typing.

Me: Hi. Are you sleeping? How’s your day?

‘Ha … This question sounds weird.’ Her unfinished assignment gave her an idea, she deleted the message and typed again.

Me: Hello, Ethan. I’m sorry for disturbing you this late. Could you help me to —

This time before she finished typing it, she erased it since the message made her sound like Larry.

She put her cellphone to the desk and leaned to her chair again with her head tilted upward.

“What should I do?” she muttered. There was sadness and disappointment stuck in her heart, she wanted to get it out but couldn’t or rather she didn’t want anyone to know about this.

Her hand took her cellphone again and typed a message to Ethan.

Me: I miss you …

She smiled at the message, but of course, she erased it again since spoiling like that wasn’t her image. Finally, she opened Emma’s contact and typed the message.

Me: Emma, are you still awake?

Emma: Yes, I’m. What is wrong?

Me: Have you done your assignment?

Emma: Yes. Have you done it yet?

Me: I’m working on it. But my mind is completely stuck right now, I don’t know what to do. Can you help me tomorrow?

Emma: Did something happen?

Me: Yes, my parents just had another fight. Not to mention that b*tch keeps clinging to my dad like a parasite.

But again she deleted the message and replaced it with another message.

Me: Nothing. I just can’t concentrate lately.

Of course, that was just an excuse.

Emma: Get some rest. I’ll help you tomorrow.

Me: Thank you for helping me.

Emma: See you tomorrow. Nite Olivia.

Me: Nite, Emma.

Olivia put down her cellphone and saved her assignment before turning off her laptop. She knew she wouldn’t be able to concentrate today so she decided to go to sleep. At least with a fresher mind, she could think more clearly tomorrow morning. She was just walking towards her bed, but her steps stopped as she turned to the window and looked up at the night sky.

“Ethan … Can you get me out of here?”