Chapter 506


    Tracey shook her head. "I don''t know. Even Adam doesn''t know where she has gone.


    "She didn''t tell anyone where she went. Maybe it was the long-term depression that made her feel


    so miserable that she wanted to live with her new identity."


    "She must have prepared everything for her fake death. In order not to let anyone know she was


    still alive, she cut off all ties with the past and left alone."


    "It''s been so many years. Maybe she''s married or something. That''s why I hesitated to tell you the


    truth."


    "The point is, even if you find her, she could be in love with someone else. You might get hurt


    again."


    "No, all I want is her being alive. If she''s married with kids, I won''t disturb her."


    "If she is still single, I must tell her personally how much I love her." Regret filled Wilson''s heart.


    Why didn''t he realize it before?


    It turned out that Chelsea avoided him to hide her feelings. She was afraid that she would tell him


    how she felt.


    What a silly girl! He was an idiot, too. If he had been more sensitive, they wouldn''t have been


    separated for so many years.


    She''d been pushing him away since high school. Once, just the two of them were at home, and she


    suddenly saw a rat.


    She feared rats the most. After hearing her scream, he rushed into her room without hesitation.


    She had just finished showering and was wrapped in a bath towel. At that moment, he forgot to ask


    her what happened. All his attention was drawn by the drops of water sliding down her neck into the


    towel.


    Since when did her boobs get so big? Wilson felt a little hot, and he quickly suppressed his desire.


    How could he be turned on by his sister?


    "Chelsea, what happened?" Her face was still full of fear, and she did not notice his abnormality.


    "I saw a rat! A big rat!" She ran into him like she did when she was a kid.


    But they were already teenagers. It was summer, and he was only wearing his pajamas.


    He tried to put his hand on her back andfort her as before. But as soon as he touched her


    smooth skin, he withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.


    "There, there. I''m gonna kick that stupid rat out."


    "Okay." The little girl tightly pulled his pajamas, making him extremely want to protect her.


    How he wished he could hug her like this forever! But both of them knew it was impossible.


    She slowly let go of him. After driving away that annoying rat, he said, "Well, you won''t see it again."


    "Wilson, I''m afraid it''lle back at night when I''m sleeping. What if it bites my toes? Can you sleep


    with me?" Chelsea pulled his sleeve, liked a spoiled child.


    She wasn''t born afraid of rats. Once a big hungry rat bit her on the toe and frightened her to death.


    Ever since then, she''d been terrified of rats.


    Wilson knew it very well. Originally, he wanted to refuse. He


    had reached the age of puberty, and he was afraid of what he might do to her under the influence of


    hormones.


    However, he couldn''t say no to her pleading eyes. "Okay." He answered in a hoarse voice.


    Only then did Chelsea smile. Wilson nced at her seductive body and suddenly felt thirsty. "Go put


    on your pajamas."


    She looked down and realized that she was wrapped in a towel. She screamed with a red face and


    ran to the bathroom.


    But soon, she stuck her head out. "Can you get me my pajamas and... underwear?" Her face was


    burning.


    Wilson coughed. When he turned around, his face was as red as a beetroot. "Okay."


    He opened her wardrobe. It was the first time he''d seen her closet since she was a teenager. Unlike


    when she was a kid, there were a lot of cute dresses.


    He looked around and saw some colorfulce underwear. It made his face even redder.


    "Wilson, I want the pink cat pajamas. Did you see them?"


    "Wait for a second." Wilson quickly looked away. D*mn it. What was wrong with him?


    After finding a pink cat nightdress, he closed his eyes and took out a pair of panties.


    Touching her panties made his heart race. He felt that he was a pervert who had crazy thoughts


    about his sister.


    "Here." He turned around and handed her "But this is a nightdress, not pajamas. Oh, right. I threw


    the pajamas at the washing machine. Fine, I''ll take it," Chelsea muttered.


    She walked out slowly. It was a low- cut nightdress and she wasn''t wearing a bra. Seeing this,


    Wilson felt hotter.


    This nightdress was just too sexy. The thought that they were about to sleeping in the same bed


    made his heart beat faster.


    "Go dry your hair." He felt that it was a crime to give her another look.


    "Oh." She obediently went to dry her hair.


    Before she came out, he jumped into bed quickly and covered himself up. He was going to sleep


    with his back to her.


    Twenty minutester, Chelsea came out and said softly, "Wilson, are you asleep? I''m gonna turn off


    the light."


    "Okay." He thought that he could calm himself down as long as he could not see anything, but he


    was wrong.


    Thinking of her sleeping beside him, he felt his heart beating out of his chest. Would she hear his


    heart beating?


    In the darkness, he didn''t dare to move at all. He justy on the bed like a zombie. He didn''t even


    dare to breathe loudly.


    Her shower gel was made by him. At this moment, she was sleeping beside him and reeking of his


    favorite scent.


    The image of her in her sexy nightdress came back to him. The short dress could not hide her big


    boobs and long legs. He couldn''t sleep at all.Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.