Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

Chapter 55 Welcome Back

Julio responded, then restarted the car, leaving Grand Island Mansion.

On the way back to Oceanview Apartment, Christopher picked up and checked on his phone. There were several missed calls from unknown numbers and dozens of messages received on WhatsApp. He took a look and then closed the app. He then stuffed his phone back into his pocket.

He looked out of the window silently.

Julio looked in the rearview mirror and only caught a glimpse of Christopher’s face. He watched Christopher grow up and get used to his carefree and rebellious look. Christopher looked inexplicably serious tonight, which Julio hadn’t gotten used to.

Julio hesitated for a few seconds and asked, “Mr. Solace, were you in a conflict with Ms. Johnson?”

The two of them had sat in the car before, but they ignored each other.

In his opinion, Christopher and Annabelle were like a quarrelsome couple. They had been quarreling all these years. They sometimes looked like they were close but looked like enemies after a while. Both of them had long been used to it.

Julio wasn’t sure whether Christopher didn’t hear his question or he didn’t want to answer. He didn’t respond to Julio and continued to stare out of the window with his deep eyes.

didn’t get any response, Julio didn’t say anything more and drove quietly.

the street had been closed. The corners of the street where the crowds passed by during the day were empty,

he ordered,

wrong?” Julio was confused, but he stopped the car slowly

then opened the door and got off the car. He strode to the pedestrian crossing ahead and trotted across the road. Julio watched the other walk and stopped at a road

would you like to order, young man?” A woman in her fifties set up the stall. Her hair was

replied, “I would like a chicken soup without red pepper flakes and parsley in it.

pinch of red pepper flakes to bring out the flavor, but it will not taste

for a few seconds and replied, “It’s

few minutes. The soup will

to cook and

in the pot with white smoke shrouding out, feeling a little absent-minded. He then looked out at the distance until the soup was cooked. The woman packed the soup up and shouted, “Young man, the soup is ready!” Christopher came back

“Mr. Solace, are you

Christopher just lightly mumbled out the word and said nothing more. He tightened his hold of the chicken soup package in his hands all the way.

and stood at the door for a moment. He then