Chapter 435 The Last Chance

When I woke up in the morning, I thought that Christopher had already left. Walking into the living room in a daze, I realized that Christopher was standing in front of the easel and staring at my painting. There was an ashtray beside him that contained a few cigarettes. It was obvious that he had been standing there for a long while already. Walking over, I glanced at the almost completed painting and asked, “Why are you looking at this for so long? Didn't you see it yesterday already?”