Love's Redemption (Chris and Maddie)

Chapter 35

Hearing the call, I tossed my phone aside and replied, "Coming."

With that, I kicked off my shoes and shuffled to the door in my slippers. As soon as I opened it, I saw Brandon filling up water in the courtyard.

There were several white buckets lining up. Once they were full, he effortlessly lifted them. His muscles were visible even through his shirt. It exuded both strength and power.

"Why are you filling so many buckets? Are we expecting a water cut?" I asked as I walked over.

Kelly glanced at me disapprovingly, silently scolding me with her eyes for my casual slippers. Brandon didn't answer, but Kelly replied, "It's just in case there's one."

She then patted Brandon and said, "Tonight, I'll make chicken soup. The two of you should go and buy a couple of chickens for me. Make sure they're free- range. Get some cilantro and green onions as well. This was clearly an excuse to get us out to talk. But considering my oversized slippers, it was indeed a bit inappropriate. However, going back to change them would make things even more awkward. "Go and change your shoes," Brandon said.

It would feel even more embarrassing to change shoes now. I chuckled. "It's

fine."

Brandon didn't say anything else and started walking out.

him, before shouting after

my slippers. They were comfortable

and asked,

I was speechless.

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like that? This guy sure

to?" I looked at him, taking this chance to scrutinize him properly for the first time. His features were sharp, with deep- set eyes and well-defined brows. His lips were neither too

so than Chris'. And he

than Chris too.

judge a book by its

time? It wasn't like we

years. Now, I'm..." Brandon began to introduce himself when someone

who looked 17 or 18 called out. He even whistled and glanced

the taxi yours?" I asked after the boy

a friend's," he answered, implying he was working with a friend who, owned

have a thing for widows?" My question was

Brandon's expression darkened. "No."

you will, in the future?" Asking this made me realize I had developed a trauma over such matters. I was actually quite sensitive and fragile, but no one saw that. "No," he replied