First Love's Return, Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 659

She opened her eyes and suddenly thought of something, and sat up from the bed with a “whoosh“.

Lennon!

He said he arrived in Los Angeles around midnight last night.

Marie hurriedly dressed, casually combed her hair, and dashed downstairs.

The water has receded, leaving behind patches of damp water stains on the cement floor.

Marie ran downstairs and immediately caught sight of the familiar figure under the eaves.

Cold and lonely.

He had his back turned to her.

He, who had a slight obsession with cleanliness, at this very moment, had a pair of shoes that had been dirtied by mud and water, with the pant legs covered in yellow mud and water stains, and small specks of mud splattered on his clothes.

had never seen Lennon so disheveled.

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felt sour, and she couldn’t quite put into words

moment, she rushed up and hugged Lennon from behind.

three very soft words.

body stiffened.

Long–awaited embrace.

knows how long he had

horizon was tinged with a gentle orange–red, as if it were the paint accidentally splattered by a painter.

smoke from the cooking rose gently, intertwining with the morning mist, like long–lost lovers, tender and

of the trees gradually became clear in the dim light.

landing on the lake of

it was as beautiful

from behind by Marie, and time seemed to

moment.

didn’t dare to move at all, afraid that if he moved, the dream

both remained silent in