The Sleeper's Wrath and His Wife's Strike novel Chapter 217

Yves smiled, pressing his forehead against Lindsay’s, their noses touching. “Lindsay, I won’t let you down.”

“I believe you.”

Standing nearby, Cheryl rubbed her arms and gave an exaggerated shiver. “Hey, can you two spare a thought for me? I’m still here, and I’m the third wheel. Save the PDA for when you’re home, okay?”

Yves shot her a sideways glance. “Get lost. Can’t you read the room?”

Cheryl rolled her eyes at him and pouted. “You’re one of those guys who completely forgets his friends the second a girl is around.”

“Are you leaving or not?”

“I’m going, I’m going!” Cheryl shot Yves an indignant glare before turning to leave.

This was a good chance anyway. She needed to find the ghosts on this cruise ship and see where they were hiding.

Cheryl started on the first deck, searching every corner, but found nothing. She moved up to the next level to continue her search.

On the second deck, however, she saw Arthur and Jessica. Curious, she didn't approach them immediately, instead hiding to the side to listen in on their conversation.

Arthur looked down at Jessica, at her harmless-looking face, and felt a wave of disgust.

“You can drop the act. It’s just you and me here. Ever since I saw you in that iron cage yesterday, I knew you were more than you seemed.”

“If I’m not mistaken, you’re the one who killed everyone on this ship. You’re quite something, managing to kill over a thousand people single-handedly without leaving a trace. How did you do it? How do you kill without anyone even noticing?”

Jessica just shook her head, her eyes wide, clear, and deep, as if she didn't understand a word he was saying. “I don’t know what you mean. What does a ship full of dead people have to do with me? I’m just an ordinary woman.”

Arthur wasn't buying it. “You’re anything but ordinary. I can smell that fragrance on you. I remember smelling something similar last night right before I passed out. You’re behind this. You’ve been pretending to be weak this whole time.”

Jessica clicked her tongue. “No! What are you even talking about? I really don’t get it. I guess we’re just on completely different wavelengths.”

The moment she was gone, Arthur called out towards a corner. “You can come out now. I saw you a while ago.”

Cheryl sheepishly emerged from her hiding spot. “Fancy seeing you here.”

“You heard all of that,” Arthur stated.

“I’m not deaf. Of course I heard it.”

“So what do you think?”

“I think with my brain, obviously.”

Arthur looked like he wanted to throttle her. “Cheryl, be serious. You know what I’m talking about.”