Chapter 247

At nine in the evening, Eloise finally arrived home.

The warm, golden light spilled from the hall, creating a cozy atmosphere that warmed the heart at a single glance. Linda was playing the piano, with Harvey at her side. Dressed in a classic three-piece suit with his coat discarded, his fitted waistcoat accentuated his lean physique. Upon seeing Eloise, he lightly swirled his glass of red wine and asked, "How was your shopping?"

Eloise set down her purse, sank into the couch, and gently massaged her aching legs.

Linda started to approach. She had initially taken up piano to find her mother, but now, she couldn't abandon it!

Harvey softly held onto her cute curly brown hair, instructing seriously, "Play this piece five more times!"

Linda was speechless. Harvey was too mean! He wasn't like this when he wanted her help to woo his wife!

Linda continued to play the piano, her fingers dancing across the keys!

Eloise was both annoyed and amused. She protested to Harvey, "She's only four. You shouldn't push her so hard!"

Harvey squatted in front of her, massaging her feet, his voice low and gentle, "She has talent! Eloise, I've always wanted to apologize to you, but no amount of apologies can restore your legs to their former state. So, I want Linda to have another option!"

Eloise remained silent, simply gazing at him. She rarely looked at him like this, for she had always avoided developing feelings for him again. After a while, she murmured, "Even so, don't push her too hard! I want Linda to live freely. Besides, with you around, she won't be lacking in the future."

Harvey chuckled, "It's rare that I have some merits in Eloise's eyes."

They changed the topic, and talked about Orlena for a while. Harvey had probably been thinking a lot during the day. As he held her foot, he whispered, "I won't force you or make you do anything because of Orlena. We are different!"

Eloise watched him under the light. Her gaze was a bit softer than usual. It was natural, not deliberately put on to placate him.

Harvey was somewhat moved. His voice husky, "Eloise, do you like me a little?"

Eloise reached out and gently touched his handsome face, "Just a little!" Harvey chuckled lightly.

Just as they were both getting a bit emotional, Linda, slightly annoyed, finished playing the piece five times. She also ran over, demanding that Harvey massage her feet.

Harvey adored her the most. He held the little one in his arms, not only massaging her feet but also her hands.

Finally, Linda wasn't jealous anymore. She lay in his arms, blushing a little.

Eloise patted her little head, telling Harvey, "She really likes you."

Harvey teased her, "You're a grown-up, but still get jealous of a child."

That night, Eloise still slept with Linda.

Harvey didn't bring up the matter of her sleeping in the master bedroom again. He also didn't demand to have sex with her. The fact that she didn't push him away in the cloakroom during the day proved that she didn't reject him that much anymore.

hurry. This time, he wanted to take it slow with her, to seriously

at night, Orlena stood on

the most relaxed night for her in years. She should have been happy, but after everything she had been through, she could no longer return to the carefree Orlena

from the room. She went to pick it up. It was an unfamiliar number. Without

speak at first. After a long pause, a

a call from him again, especially since

Compared to her, Brett seemed much calmer. He asked quietly, "Your brother said you haven't been home in two years. Is

her throat was blocked. She suppressed her feelings for a long time before she managed to squeeze out, "Mr. Brett, why are you calling? We

warmth, just like when he used to coax her, "Your brother said

eyes slightly, "I'm

a long while, Brett softly said, "I'm in Peterborough!

you take me for? Am I a delicacy that you've grown tired of and suddenly

"Orlena, I just want to meet and have a

restrained herself, her voice soft, "I won't

She abruptly hung up.

balcony for a long time. She didn't know when she started to like Brett. Perhaps it was when she watched him work in the hospital, or when she saw him smoking alone late at night. Perhaps it was when she saw a

so she always followed him carefully, trying to make

up late, and sometimes she would fall asleep on the couch in his small office. One night, she woke up to find him covering her with a blanket.

Later, they kissed.

her and a mature man. It was effortless for him to handle a woman. That night, he teased her, but he did not

could be so good.

look

send Linda away, Brett got drunk. She was worried and went to check on him. Drunk Brett was very attractive. She couldn't help

time, she didn't even know how much she liked him, only that everything about him was very attractive to

be only one night between them. But then, he started making frequent business trips to Peterborough. He purchased a posh penthouse there. It was beautifully furnished, and

that penthouse was filled with sweet romance. He would cook for her, and after dinner, they would indulge each

mentioned marriage, or talked about their future, but she found herself unable to resist the pull of his charm, and

be. Both of them were single, yet all he could offer her was the stolen

*

parked outside

seeing her, even going so far as to keep

went up, opened the door to the penthouse which had already been cleaned and prepared for his arrival. Everything was as before, except one thing was missing. Brett, a man who had spent his life calculating every move, was rarely filled

and how she would call

became cold and desolate, and even he felt they were ill-suited for

he

of dawn, the first ray of sunlight pierced into

make breakfast, just like he used to. He then instinctively walked to the bedroom, expecting to wake her up for breakfast like he always did.

the bedroom was empty. Her sweet scent no longer lingered in the sheets. Brett slowly left the bedroom,

said, "Push it to tomorrow, will you? I'm in Peterborough. I want to

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