Chapter 1510

Even from a distance, Wyatt could recognize the man. He had breakfast in hand and judging from the size of it, it wasn't for him alone. Also, he got two cups of beverages instead of one.

Wyatt had just calmed down, but the mere sight of that frigging cop undid everything inside of him. The wound on his heart that he had just mended was immediately torn open again.

Was she really with him last night?

Beyond a doubt!

The two-person breakfast shattered his last trace of hope. He could no longer convince himself that it was all but a dream. Wyatt felt true agony that not even words could describe. He felt like drowning in his sorrows.

He was losing his marbles.

His hand lay on his car door handle as he stood there motionless. His eyes followed the cop until the man disappeared from sight. The heavens seemed to be synced with his emotions as storms cloud gathered again and the rain blurred his vision-

infelicity accompanied Waverly wherever she went. Perhaps it was because Jake was a man, or maybe it was because he had just moved in, the facilities in his apartment were extremely simple. It took her ages to find a single soap. Therefore, even though Waverly had showered for a long time, she still felt filthy and uncomfortable. She couldn't even find a hairdryer after showering!

Men's houses weren't home without a woman!

Waverly wrapped her wet hair with the towel. All of a sudden, she thought of another man's house. That man didn't have a woman in his house, either, but his house was still cozy and had everything she needed!

way better. He was oblivious of women, and that meant that he hadn't had any close relationships with any in

cloud had a silver

alright, so she put them on. However, her blouse was soaked wet, so she put on Jake's

on the table as Waverly got out of the shower. He seemed clumsy as

lips subconsciously curled up into a wide

some new clothes, but it's still early, the supermarket's still closed, and look at the weather today! I'm sorry, but we'll have to make do! Come, come have your breakfast while it's

faint smile, "Did the fever damage your brain? If you can't put

a bigger

things growing up, but

fritters and dumplings. He even got some packaged food, in case Waverly didn't like what he got her. She then poured the soup into two bowls, and everything was set nicely in no

food getting placed so pleasingly like that gave him a great appetite. He then scratched his head in

on the

the way to the job, or sometimes, he doesn't even eat at all. He had never had the time to just put food nicely on the table like

job was. He was so busy protecting

a master quibbler. You have to learn to

was also a happy one. Waverly later cleaned the table and

guard. Rest for

that before. He couldn't help but grabbed onto her tiny hands as he took

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