Semua Bab I wish it were you: Bab 901 - Bab 910

Wait... were those movers?The three movers greeted Scott politely, slipped on shoe covers at the door, and then started carrying in furniture that had already been placed out in the hallway.Julissa watched the pieces being brought inside, her mind full of question marks.Weren’t these… my things?These were the items she’d stored in the previous landlord’s basement. The plan had been to move them once she found a new place.She had originally intended to call a moving company over the weekend to bring everything to Anna’s little apartment—but Scott had beaten her to it.Julissa walked up to him and tugged on his sleeve.“Mr. Nichols, why did you bring this stuff here?”“Aren’t I helping you move?” he replied casually.Julissa scratched her head. She had mentioned to him before that some of her things were still at the old landlord’s. So technically, it made sense that he’d helped move them.The problem was—he brought them to the wrong address.“I’m supposed to move to Anna’s place!

But even with Mr. Nichols being this humble, the little girlfriend still wasn’t satisfied.“Nope, that price is too low. That’d mean I’m taking advantage of you again.”Scott was out of options.“Then you name a price.”Julissa thought for a moment.Should she go with six thousand a month? Or seven?She walked to the living room and sat down on the couch, seriously surveying the apartment.Truth be told, she really liked the place. She knew it was definitely worth 8,000 a month. But come on, they were a couple—there should at least be a friends and family discount, right?As she hesitated, Scott watched her torn expression and gently asked,“Didn’t I already give you a 100,000 monthly salary? Is it not enough?”Why else would she be so hung up over a few thousand in rent?He began wondering if maybe Julissa really didn’t have enough to spend. Should he bump up her bonus? But how much would be appropriate? Too much and she’d definitely refuse. Too little, and it wouldn’t help. It wa

Annabelle shook her head in confusion. The last time she had been to her grandmother’s house was when she was a child, more than a decade ago. As a kid, how could she possibly remember something like a fuse?“But we can try the west annex room. If I’m not mistaken, the tools should be in the cupboard inside. If there’s a fuse, it might be there too.”“Alright.” Kendrick took the flashlight from her hand and led her out of the hallway, through the small courtyard, to the door of the annex room.As soon as the door opened, the smell of dust hit them.Old memories immediately surged into Annabelle’s mind.The last time she had been here, it was for her grandmother’s funeral. After the ceremony, Annabelle had gone back to the city with her parents. Not long after, she had experienced a house fire and hadn’t returned since.Nothing in the house had changed, which showed that after her grandmother passed away, her parents hadn’t touched anything in the room.As for whether her parents had v

Anna’s grandfather’s family, the Castillos, had once been a prominent household. However, after certain national reforms, they gradually declined.Even so, her grandfather’s brothers later established their own businesses in the city. Despite her grandfather’s passing, the Castillo family could have easily provided a better place for Anna’s grandmother to live.Yet, her grandmother chose to return to her hometown.Did this mean she no longer wished to be involved with the Castillo family?Perhaps Anna’s grandfather truly had done something that broke her grandmother’s heart.As for the grudges and entanglements of the past, Kendrick had never investigated them. After all, it was a story from two generations ago—likely unrelated to Anna’s later hardships.After some thought, he decided not to pursue the topic further and instead asked, "Did you visit your grandmother’s place often as a child?"Talking about her grandmother’s home made Anna’s mood lighter.She nodded at Kendrick. "I cam

Kendrick was smoking again.Was it because he was exhausted from the long journey today and needed to relax, or was something on his mind?But he had excellent self-control—he never indulged in smoking excessively. Just an occasional cigarette or two.Through the old window from her childhood, Annabelle watched him standing in the familiar courtyard where she used to cool off on summer nights. She found herself lost in thought.After arriving in South City, Kendrick had changed into a casual summer outfit. He was now wearing a dark-colored polo shirt and a pair of relaxed shorts. With his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs, he looked like a walking fashion model.Now, with a cigarette between his fingers, he took a slow drag. Even the way he flicked off the ash looked inexplicably attractive.Hiding inside the room, she secretly watched him—just like when she was a child, secretly admiring a distant, unattainable older boy.And he was a bit unattainable.His expensive casual