Chapter 362 Extra Story So Glad You Are Alive (Part One)

In Frank's villa,

Corbett casually sat in the living room. Frank was next to him on the sofa, staring at him.

Silence bathed the room.

"Jeez." Corbett finally broke the silence. "It has been hours. When are you going to stop staring at me like that?"

"Are you really alive?" Frank's voice was trembling. He couldn't get himself to believe that Corbett was alive even though he sat right next to him. 'What if I'm just dreaming?' His thoughts raced.

"If I were dead, would I be talking to you here and now?" With a mischievous smile, Corbett turned to Frank. "I heard that you looked for me for more than a year. Is that true?"

Frank snorted and looked away. "I believed strongly that you were still alive."

"Heh heh," Corbett chuckled. "Why were you looking for me?"

"Who said I was looking for you?" Frank asked bitterly. His eyes turned red. He felt wronged that Corbett seemed to be enjoying the conversation. "Who do you think you are?

ed. "You were looking for me for one year. Was it because..."

"I won't go with you this time..."

Frank interrupted him. Before he could finish, Corbett had already stood up from the sofa. The cold wind brought by his wind coat caressed his face. Then he strode away.

"Corbett!"

Frank stood up. "Where are you going? Can't you at least wait for me to finish ranting?"

Corbett's hand froze on the doorknob. He turned his head slightly. "What else do you have to say?"

"A year ago, you said you would take me to Norway. Can I still hold you to that? Is it too late for me to say yes now?"

Frank asked hurriedly.

Corbett was stunned. He tightened his grip on the doorknob with sweaty palm. "What do you mean?"

"I want to go to Norway too. So, can you take me?" The hair on Frank's forehead was flying slightly, and the smile on his face was as pure as when he was still a teenager.

Corbett turned. "But you just said you wouldn't..."