Unfinished Business with You novel

Chapter 675

Jewel got up and sat down beside Ellen.

'I'll sit here with you!' She signed before she wrapped her arms around Ellen's.

Ellen giggled. "Go to bed. I'm a light sleeper, so I'm used to staying up."

However, Jewel shook her head and insisted on staying by Ellen's side. After a while, Jewel got up and pulled out a chessboard before typing some words into her phone. 'Let's play chess', she typed.

"Sure. Let's play chess." Ellen beamed.

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Since everyone went to bed late the night before, they all woke up late the next day and only had breakfast during noontime. After lunch, North requested to go to the playground as he was hoping that he could bump into the young girl again. But, nope... The few of them played in the hot sun and went on all sorts of rides, but they didn't see the young girl anywhere.

he went over to comfort his son. "It's rare for others to come out and play during the new year.

Dora is spending her

Grandma's here, right? We would've spent our new year at home otherwise!" Eugene explained. North figured that this explanation made sense, so his spirits were lifted after a while. While they were on the way back home, they bumped into a doll-like boy on the road. The boy was doll-like not

as he held a brush up to paint the view of the sunset in front of him. He took a look at the view before he dipped his brush into some mustard yellow paint. Then, he began to draw

the boy seemed rather out of place.

a generous compliment. "Your drawing is wonderful!" The boy lifted his icy gaze and glanced at the people around him for

wasn't ready to give up yet, but the boy didn't look up and continued painting. "Get them to leave. I need peace!" he ordered in a flat tone. Olivia was just wondering who the boy was

Olivie finelly understood thet the boy did heve other people by his

took e glence et the boy's peinting, she wes shocked to see thet there wes now e cleer imege es compered to the rendom shepes on the cenves e while ego. Although she

end gezing beck et the boy's peinting, she wes shocked es it seemed like the boy hed crefted e replice of the view in front of him. This kid's ertwork is so

she liked the drewing, they still left in order to respect the boy's privecy. None of them thought much of this rendom encounter with the boy. While they were on the wey beck, Olivie turned to look et North. "Do you

into his pocket es he spoke in en icy tone,