Female NovelAlan didn't say anything as he stared at Ike.
Ike glared at him.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Am I wrong?" novelbin "Ike, didn't you enjoy the cookies that Dr.
Ophelia made? You shouldn't be so rude to someone who offered you hospitality.novelbin
"I feel like Mr. Maxwell is happier than before.
There's nothing bad about that." "You're a fool.
Don't you know that a forced relationship never ends well? "Besides, if Mr. Maxwell falls hopelessly inlove, his enemies will tear him to pieces.
A man like him can't have any weaknesses." "Even if it isn't Dr.
Ophelia, he might fall for some other woman.
You can't just expect Mr.
Maxwell to be single forever." Wayne led Olivia to a dilapidated old building with ease.
The house would be easily flattened by a typhoon if it was built near the ocean.
There were no elevators in the building, and there were countless ads posted by the stairwell.
There were all sorts of odors in the building.
Wayne stopped before a wooden door.
He took out a key from under a potted plant to open the door.
Olivia thought he would bring her to where he used to live.
She hadn't expected to see such a homely place when the door was opened.
The place was quite small.
There were neither floor tiles nor wooden floorboards on the ground, just bare concrete floors.
The couch was covered with a hand-knitted towel.
There were some cats in the house.
They weren't any famous breeds, but all of them looked well-fed.
The gardenia flowers on the windowsill exuded a faint fragrance, and there was also a pot ofsunflowers blooming in the direction of the sun.
The house was very tidy.
Even the ancient television was covered with a clean towel.
It was clear that the owner of the house had very deft hands.
Although the world was in shambles, there were always people who were willing to patch it back up.
The owner was able to turn a normal housing unit into such a cozy home.
"This is..." Olivia scanned the home.
The owner of the house should be quite old.
"I thought you were an orphan?" There were some old photos on the side.
They were of a middle-aged woman and a young boy.
The boy had Wayne's eyes.
He had a defiant gaze.
As soon as she spoke, someone entered the house.
A woman wearing a floral shirt paired with a green skirt walked in.
She seemed to be around 60 years old, but her figure and demeanor resembled that of a youngwoman.
She was holding a basket of vegetables as she rushed inside.
"Wayne, you're back!" "Godmother." Wayne went up to her and hugged Jade Delaney, his godmother.
"That's my boy.
Let me see if you've gotten thinner.
Right, you told me you were bringing someone over.
Is this young lady your guest?" "Yeah, that's right.
Take a look at her.
She's my girlfriend.
Isn't she pretty? Dr. Ophelia, this is my godmother, Jade Delaney." Olivia greeted Jade courteously.
Olivia smiled.
"He was just joking.
We're friends.
I'm already married and have four kids." Jade raised her hand and slapped Wayne on his shoulder.
"You brat, how dare you lie to me like that.
You even got a married woman to play along.
What will you do if you ruin her reputation?"