Chapter 142

Sometimes, a swift cut was the best way to untangle a mess.

I hoped Brandon would be the blade that would help me sever my ties with Chris.

After hanging up on Gordon, I continued organizing my trinkets and tidying up the house. Brandon had neatly folded the pink blanket he used last night and placed it on the bed.

An image of Brandon using that small pink blanket made me laugh.

Life was full of hardships, but it also had its occasional, unexpected joys.

Although Gordon's news should have made me anxious, I didn't let it bother me. I was surprisingly calm and composed, waiting for the termination call from my new employer.

However, I managed to clean my little apartment, tidy up all the comers, and even tended to the flowers on the balcony, but my phone remained silent.

Finally, I brewed a pot of tea and sat on the rocking chair on the balcony to read. Then I heard voices from below.

I leaned over to see a few people delivering furniture and two movers.

They were smoking and chatting and a few minutes later, I saw the landlady arrive on her electric tricycle.

then. It was

date, I suddenly felt it might not be bad to have a man living next door.

book and tea, until

to find the landlady who smiled apologetically

expressing her regret for not being able to help

back.

door across the hall and the newly placed furniture,

the landlady replied while shaking her head. "He said he wasn't in a hurry, but early this morning he called and insisted on moving in today. He asked me to have everything

casually, "In

understand. But he seems like a good guy. You! don't need to worry. I've told him

"I'll try my best to

"By the w

I was in such a rush that I forgot to bring one. I want to mop the floor

bathroom to fetch the

The room had been simply painted white. There

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thank me and explained, "This young man didn't mind the old furniture except for the bed and

while shaking her head, "He wouldn't take no for an answer, so he

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