Let Love Takes Away All This Pain

Chapter 278 is very enthusiastic

Alva returned to her apartment, dropped off her luggage and called Jackson.

But when he was on the line, she hung up and sent him a text.

Text it. Alva looks at the apartment, opens the window, packs up.

Doing it all, she called Ambrose.

Tell him she’s back, going to work tomorrow, and then see if he’s home, she’s going to pick up candy.

All this time, I wonder if candy has forgotten her.

Alva smiled at the thought.

The line went through and Ambrose’s voice said, “Hello.”

“Ambrose, are you at home now?”

The voice on the phone paused for two seconds and then said, “You’re back in Paris?”

“Well, just arrived, are you at home? I’ll pick up candy if you’re home.”

“No, I’m outside now, probably… Come back like this at nine o ‘clock at night.”

“Well, I’ll come to your place shortly before nine o ‘clock at night.”

“Okay, call me then.”

“HMM.”

After hanging up the phone, Alva organizes the information, the manuscript, and tomorrow morning she will report to the company.

These things need to be shown to Ambrose, too.

Clean it up. It’ll be evening soon.

Alva looked at the time, went to the supermarket to buy vegetables and fruits, cooked a bowl of noodles and ate them, and went to Ambrose’s house.

The car arrived at Ambrose’s villa, where the light was on.

Looks like Ambrose is back.

checks the time, rings the doorbell.

minutes to

husky ran out, followed by a small

who candy

Alva, candy immediately

and shouted to Alva, “Woof!

enthusiasm, can only grasp the door,

looked at his cager appearance and

touching candy’s head, “You miss

licks her fingers and wants to hug her right now.

gate blocked him and he couldn’t jump on Alva.

screwed

I run now

the door

Ambrose

at her. “Right

“Yes.” he said.

of force came, and Alva’s

“Woof! Woof!”

if she had spoken not to him, but to Ambrose, and he became jealous, and kept barking at her to pay

ears buzzing with the barking, leaned over to pick him up and patted him on the head. “Be quiet, it’s night, and

know whether I understand what she said or not, candy

enough of

“candy, stop it.”

at Alva’s face with

she hadn’t smiled like that in a

her smile so

how she should

Alva, then Ambrose, then

dogs went in. Jackson made Alva a cup of coffee and sat

you’d be back for a few

all the papers for the last few days.

easy for her to be one of the

Alva’s lap

him, so he squatted nearby and tickled candy with his

head, burying her face in Alva’s stomach and

and his tail swept

with a soft smile.

stained with crystal light in the lamplight.

in her eyes, looked down, took a sip of coffee and said, “You’re