Facade of Love

Chapter 62 They Came Looking For Trouble

I could not help but facepalm. I tugged on Maxwell and said, “Alright, alright, I know you’re a grateful, good young man with excellent character, but let’s not talk about this now. Let’s go back to the house and change your clothes first.”

Maxwell’s thought process was always so unique.

I had come to understand this during our time together.

Seeing his clothes soiled, my mother scolded me while going to find new clothes for him to change into. Maxwell was probably quite the clean freak.

His brows were constantly furrowed. Seeing him like this, I suggested, “Why don’t you take a shower? I’ll ask my mother to find you a new set of clothes.”

He nodded and went into the bathroom.

Since my father had passed, there were no male clothes at home. As it was getting late, I thought about going out to buy some for him, but my mother stopped me. She said it was not safe for a pregnant woman to be out late at night, so she would go buy them herself.

Before I could say anything, she hurried out the door.

Seeing this, I had no choice but to wait at home.

Standing in the bedroom, I placed a bath towel outside the bathroom door and said toward the bathroom with the sound of running water, “Mr. Sanchez, I’ve put your bath towel by the bathroom door. It’s new. We don’t have any new clothes at home, so my mom has gone out to buy some and will be back soon. Please make do for now.”

downstairs. Hearing the sound of an engine in the yard, I was momentarily surprised,

face stiffened for a moment, but

had it been, and they were

the sofa, speaking coldly, “She’s doing fine. She’d be doing even better if you two didn’t show up just to irritate

to my sharp words, Moore’s face darkened. She looked aggrieved and said, “I know what

After all, I’m her daughter. I’ve been really worried about her since Dad passed away, so I

these hypocritical words, I scoffed coldly, not in the mood to

them both.

Moore looked around, but she did not see my mother anywhere. She probably thought my mother was resting. Looking at Idris, she said, “Iddy, Mom might be sleeping. I’ll go upstairs and

soft and gentle.

upstairs, she did not forget to

not to see. Out of sight, out

only a few seconds, the light in front of me was blocked. I could sense someone standing in front of

and his voice low, he asked “Why aren’t you going back to Clearwater

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there. Living alone feels lonely,” I replied,

he

my phone, I stood up and said to him, “Mr. Young, if you have something to say, just get

slightly. “When do you plan to return to Clearwater