Boomerang Love

Chapter 10

It seemed Naomi wasn’t the way Brendan had thought. Her daily routine wasn’t as simple as just going to the company and coming back home.

Not long after, when Jennifer came in to serve some snacks and tea, Brendan casually asked about Naomi’s usual routine.

Jennifer said, “Sometimes, Mrs. Ludwig works late, but it’s not often. She usually comes back quite early. Today’s still early.”

Early? it was already past nine.

Brendan had always been criticized for not coming home often, but it seemed Naomi wasn’t much better herself.

He had thought that agreeing to come home once a week would mean Naomi eagerly waiting for him at home. But things weren’t as he had imagined. With his hands in his pockets, Brendan stood still in front of the window. He wanted to see what time Naomi would come home tonight.

Inside an Audi Ac, a young man gripped the steering wheel and glanced at Naomi, who was leaning her head against the car window. He asked, “Ms. Goodwin, are you okay?”

Naomi frowned. Her right hand pressed on her chest. “I’m fine.”

She had been the center of attention at the celebration. So, she had drunk quite a lot

Earlier, her colleagues had suggested going out for karaoke, but Naomi could barely walk straight. So, Michael had asked a colleague to drive her home. About ten minutes later, when the car entered the prestigious Yellowind Bay residential area as Naomi had directed, the young man was stunned.

Yellowind Bay was the most luxurious residential area in Ashburgh. It was surrounded by green hills and lakes, with a serene environment that lots of people in Ashburgh wanted to live in. Of course, the land prices were astonishingly high.

He hadn’t expected Naomi to live in Yellowind Bay. When the car stopped at the address she had given, Yellowind Bay No. 1, the young man was even more shocked.

ne villa

a prominent figure in Ashburgh, spanning

Naomi, trying

in dark grey pajamas

Brendan, the veins on his

of the car to greet

passenger side and opened the door. The smell of alcohol hit him when he saw Naomi.

the driver’s seat, Naomi heard Brendan’s voice and

she had forgotten

to fumble with the seatbelt. She mumbled, “Why can’t I get

disgusted but still bent down to unbuckle

she said, “Brendan, I’m not that drunk. Put me down.

this, Brendan held her even tighter,

had secured the legal representation for Ludwig Corporation. She

gaze from earlier,

Had Brendan misunderstood something?

the car and grabbed Naomi’s bag “Mr. Ludwig, here’s Ms. Goodwin’s bag,”

had a dinner tonight. I can’t drink because I’m allergic to alcohol, so I was driving my colleagues home! Brendan took the bag from the young man and said, “Thanks,”

“No problem, Mr. Ludwig,”

man watched Brendan carry Naomi

inuch more connected than he thought. It looked like their law

bedroom upstairs and set her down on the sofa. Then, he pulled up a chair to sit in front of her, looking

really your colleague? Did he only drop

guy and well–mannered. He was the type that Naomi might

a pillow and looking at Brendan with blurry eyes. “Brendan, are you

the less and was willing to answer him. After all, he often bothered her with his

locked eyes with her and then lit a cigarette. Seeing Naomi frown, he took a puff and

he thought. It looked like their law firm was going to move up

set her down on the sofa. Then, he pulled up a chair to sit in front of

Did he only drop you off, or were

young man was a clean–cut guy and well–mannered. He was the type that Naomi might

a pillow and looking at Brendan with blurry eyes.

less Naomi was willing to answer him. After all, he often