All Chapters of Age Is Just A Number : Chapter 31 - Chapter 35

At the hospital. I chuckled as I watched the old woman scold the maid who refused to add enough salt to her food. The way she was trying hard made me smile. She was only acting according to the instructions given to her. “Thank you for checking on me, Lisa,” she smiled. “You don’t have to.” I shook my head. “I’ve scolded Timothy on your behalf. He won’t dare mess with you again.” I forced a smile. “Actually… there’s something you should know.” “And what is that?” Timothy said coldly as he entered, glaring at me. He didn’t want me to tell her anything. “She’s too weak for any surprises,” he said as he walked toward the old woman. “Humph!! Look who decided to show up!!” “You know I’m always busy.” He smiled. I was so surprised — it was the first time I saw him smile, even if it was fake. He glanced at me and frowned. “Stop staring at me. Don’t even think of it. You are more disgusting than I imagined,” he whispered, smiling so the old woman wouldn’t notice. I couldn’t help bu

Entering the luxurious living room, I saw Mrs Donovan carrying two huge vases, and I froze. I forgot to give the old woman the flower and it was even at the hotel. I quickly brought out my phone and texted Jeff, begging him to help me with it. Then I moved closer to her and helped her with one of them. She smiled at me. “Thank you,” she sighed. “Mom sent them,” she added with a soft laugh. “So thoughtful of her,” I nodded in agreement. “Ahh… today is your last day. I’m so sad,” she said with displeasure. “I should be thanking you, Mrs Donovan. You are a good person.” She placed the vase on the table and sighed. “Don’t mention it. If not for you, Kelvin wouldn’t have been able to enter his dream university.” She turned and looked at the flowers for a moment, adjusting them carefully. “You know,” she continued softly, “I pushed him a lot when he was younger. He hated it then. He thought I was too strict.” She smiled faintly. “But everything I did was for his future.” I l

I couldn't sleep that night no matter how hard I forced it, my mind kept replaying his face like a cruel movie trailer I didn’t buy tickets for. Every emotion, especially his beautiful smile when he's happy... his voice... By morning, my pillow looked like it had been through a rainstorm. cried all night!!I heard Sofia in the kitchen banging pots, as if she were fighting a metal monster.“Are you cooking or declaring war?” I scoffed. dragging myself out.“Both,” she answered proudly. “Come and witness the survival breakfast.”I walked into the kitchen like a ghost. She turned and saw my face, whistled. “Wow. Premium heartbreak edition.”“Stop talking,” I muttered, dropping into the chair.She shifted a plate toward me. Toast bead!! that's looked like a bribe.I narrowed my eyes. “What do you want?” I gave her a suspicious look."About that plan.” she smiled "Ohhh, yeah, what's with it?"She leaned forward. “I found us a job.”My fork froze halfway "What?”“A job,” she repeated pro