I pursed my lips and told him, "If you don't like staying in hotels, you can also stay in my place. I'll get a housekeeper for you."

He grinned, "That's more like it!"

Seeing that I was driving towards downtown, he asked, "Where are we going?"

"I thought you wanted to try the specialties of Jarold City? I'm bringing you there. It's lunchtime. Aren't you hungry?" Glancing sideways, I could see that he was watching me. "How about we don't do that? Take me back to the villa and cook some pasta for me. I have no interest for the specialties in Jarold City." He leaned against the seat lazily.

The corners of my mouth twitched uncontrollably. I couldn't help but glance at him. "Why do you want to go to my house so badly? Do you have any ulterior motives?"

He laughed and answered, "What ulterior motives? I don't want anything in your house. I just want to eat some pasta made by you. What's wrong with that? I have signed the agreement, and I have done what should do. Are you planning to turn your back on me now?"

pasta I make. By the way, how is Auntie doing?"

"Do you want to go back or not? If you don't, stop

something wrong with him for getting so agitated out of the

anymore and drove directly to the villa. He called someone as soon as he got out of the car. After a while, someone sent his suitcase to my house and he looked at me expectantly. "I'm starving. Aren't you

was speechless

villa

behind him and asked, "Where

bedrooms on the first and second floor. Take a look at them and choose one that you like!" The house was usually cleaned by the hour maid. If Hendrix was not around, I would rarely stay here as well. Perhaps because it was not inhabited most of the time, the house was quiet and not lively at all. Now that I had thought about

soon as she was recovered, I would fetch her to live with us,

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