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 nearly

Naomi, trying to confirm if

the villa opened. A tall man in dark grey pajamas

man saw it was Brendan, the veins on his hands bulged. He gripped the steering wheel

out of the car to

then walked over to the passenger side and opened the door. The smell of alcohol hit him when

driver’s seat, Naomi heard Brendan’s voice and looked up. She

she had forgotten

smile, Naomi continued to fumble with

but still bent down to unbuckle Naomi’s seatbelt and lifted her

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

even tighter, as if he was

was left stunned. No wonder Naomi had secured the legal representation

cold gaze from

Had Brendan misunderstood something?

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

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

“No problem, Mr. Ludwig,”

the entrance, the young man watched Brendan carry Naomi into the house. He was

It looked like their law firm was going to move up a few

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

is that guy really your colleague? Did he

guy and well–mannered. He was the type that Naomi might take a second look

and looking at Brendan with blurry eyes.

Brendan wanted to know, the less and was willing to answer him. After all, he often

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

It looked like their law firm was going to move up

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

he only drop you off, or

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

pillow and looking at Brendan with blurry eyes. “Brendan,

Naomi was willing to answer him. After all, he often bothered her with his