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He often drove for Geoffrey and knew how Geoffrey used to treat Maureen.

Inside the room.

Maureen turned to look at Geoffrey who had bumped into the sofa: “Can’t you walk more carefully?”

“This is the only decent sofa we have at home.”

Geoffrey heard Maureen’s familiar voice, not angry at all: “I’ll remember.”

Maureen was taken aback.

Geoffrey added, “Don’t be angry, I’ll have a new sofa delivered tomorrow.”

Getting angry isn’t good for the baby inside.

Seeing Geoffrey so humble once again surprised Maureen; she had intended to keep targeting him but felt a bit embarrassed.

“I don’t want your things, don’t have anyone deliver them.”

“Follow me, go to your room.

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Geoffrey listened to her voice, reached out and grabbed her arm.


Maureen saw this and pulled his hand away.

“I won’t take care of you. If you’re staying here, you’re on your own.”

Geoffrey’s throat bobbed.

“Okay.”

He hadn’t come here for Maureen to look after him.

Following the sound of Maureen’s footsteps, he trailed her back to the cramped storage room.

Maureen set out toiletries for him, then said, “My adoptive mother Zoe lives here too. Be

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mindful when she’s home, and stay in your room unless necessary

In Maureen’s heart, Zoe was her mother, not just a housekeeper.

“Alright.”

Since losing his memory, Geoffrey


late, Maureen left. She went to Zoe’s room to inform her

long after

Downstairs-“Bang!”

“Tll go check.”

find Geoffrey’s door tightly shut with nothing unusual

until he couldn’t

morning, Maureen got up early to prepare

deliberately cooked a pot of carrot millet congee, remembering

to carrots.

even a bit of

hadn’t woken up yet, so Maureen set aside a portion before serving

emerged freshly

a large, freshly broken wound on his


happened–that noise yesterday must’ve been him hitting

to see it, she announced, “Breakfast

“Hmm.”

Geoffrey approached cautiously.

was cramped, cluttered

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feared bumping into another piece of Maureen’s precious

couldn’t bear to watch him

froze mid–step, his cars

the dining table, pulled out a chair, and sat down

“Thanks, I’ll remember that.”

nature made Maureen wish he hadn’t lost his


felt wrong to take

and placed two fried eggs before him:

I’ll wake up

in the unfamiliar

What could you possibly help with?

his voice softened: “You could quit working. Move back to

you both.‘

provide for

her face in the porridge

that. I support

card across the

Maureen frowned: “What’s this?”

“Salary card.”

lips

prepared it before his

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