Chapter 778
Blake was startled. He loosened his grip, and the chair fell to the ground. Shaking, he touched the back of his head with his hand
which was bloodied. Then he passed out. Dahlia's expression turned pale upon seeing Blake. She rushed over to him while
calling his name. Felicity instantly sobered up after seeing blood. She asked with a pale face, "Did I kill him?'
Stella patted her back and whispered, "You knew nothing. You were drunk. I was the one who hit him with the vase. Let's call the
police first."
'Yes. Right. We have to call the police first." Felicity rushed back into her room in a panic and took her phone. Instead of calling
the police, she called Vermont.
Inside room 902, Keegan was showering in the bathroom while Vermont was playing games outside. He had already played two
rounds, but they ended pretty badly. His friends, who often played games with him, asked,' You're not in the zone today. What
happened?" 1
Vermont rarely talked to this friend in the game, but he felt quite depressed today. Since they were just online friends, they did
not know him in real life, so he decided to vent to them. "I have a friend. He's always eating and playing games with this girl, and
they're inseparable. He always thought of the girl as his friend, but watching the girl chase other men is making him
uncomfortable. What do you think caused this?"
His friend replied, "He's into her, obviously. What other reason could there be?"
Vermont frowned at his friend's reply. "He has no interest in sleeping with the girl. Could you still call that liking?"
After a long time, only the friend replied to him. "Dude, have you ever been in a relationship before?'
Vermont was just about to say that it was not possible, but he hurriedly realized what that meant. "I'm talking about my friend."
His online friend continued, "Was your friend ever in a relationship before?"
"Duh, many."
'Oh, he was probably just sleeping with the girls, rather than dating them."
Vermont was speechless. He retorted, "He was quite nice to his exes. He would spend money and take them out. How is that not
considered dating? IV
'What were your- I mean, your friend's feelings toward those girls? Did he feel happy when he saw them, or feel upset when he
missed them?"
Vermont paused. 'I think... I guess I didn't.' Even if he was in a passionate relationship, he never once had that feeling of missing
someone. 'What were my feelings for Felicity? I wouldn't be able to bear it for a day if she didn't respond to me.'
Stubbornly, Vermont argued, "Is it really love if he doesn't want to sleep with her though?"
His friend asked, "What if someone else slept with her?"
Vermont paused and immediately pictured Felicity doing it with other men. He felt a feeling of discomfort in his chest and his
facial expression tightened.
'Dude, let me tell you something. Your past relationships were all for nothing. How could you not know how to differentiate
whether you like someone or not? Even if you don’t make love with her, you'll feel happy just by being with her. If you find
someone you truly love, the first thing you'll think of with her would not be sex."
Vermont pursed his lips, not sure if he was convincing his friend or himself. "If I treat her like a sister, I wouldn't want people to
mistreat her either.
Maybe I got too close to her recently and had these wrong ideas. It'll be fine if we have less contact."
His friend was at a loss for words.