To Be Yours Again By Taylor Chapter 130


    Chapter 130 All Thanks to You


    Jenny had seen Alec’s text, but she didn’t reply. She didn’t know what to say. On top of that, she didn’t


    want to pay him any attention, much less forgive him.


    When she thought of Alec living opposite her house and running into him any time she opened her


    door, she screamed inwardly.


    She got up suddenly from her bed and packed up all her clothes. She couldn’t stay there anymore.


    The next day, when she dragged her suitcase out of her house, she ran into Alec. She couldn’t help


    groaning to herself about her bad luck. She didn’t look at him, wanting to leave. But Alec’s gaze darted


    to her suitcase, and his face shifted. “Are you going on a trip?”


    She didn’t answer. She was already at the elevator.


    “Answer me.” Alec’s face had darkened. He barricaded her, not nning to let her go if she didn’t tell


    him where she was going.


    Jenny was speechless. She looked up and red at him. “Can’t I move out?”


    “Why are you moving out? Don’t you like this ce?” he asked.


    She merely nced at him and said calmly, “Perry Residence is great, except for the fact that someone


    I hate is my neighbor.”


    She had spoken very directly. Alec’s face could not be any sourer.


    “Please let me pass, Mr. Faust,” she said angrily. The elevator had arrived. Jenny pushed the man


    before her, who had be something like a statue.


    He didn’t let her pass. He stared at her for a long time before finally saying, “If you don’t want to see


    me, I’ll move out.”


    Jenny was dubious and a little disbelieving. “You’ll move?”


    “Yeah.” He nodded. “I’ll move into Faust Mansion. I made you live there for two years alone. Sorry


    about that.”


    Jenny didn’t mind. When she heard that he would move, her spirits lifted considerably. “It’s alright. The


    mansion was actually really nice.”


    Although Alec had never visited in those two years, Jenny had to admit that her years spent in that


    mansion were pretty good.


    “Is that so?” Alec raised an eyebrow and said, “If you like it, you can live there any time.”


    Jennyughed awkwardly. She would go crazy before she lived there again.


    Alec didn’t think she would live there, anyway. It was all talk. “I’ll help you with that.”


    “There’s no need…” Right as she declined, he took the suitcase. Jenny could only watch helplessly as


    he


    carried the suitcase to her house.


    The door opened, and he carried it in. “Have you eaten breakfast?”*


    She shook her head. She busied herself with moving out right after she woke up. How could she have


    the time for breakfast?


    “I’ll make it. What do you want to eat?” he said, walking toward the kitchen. Jenny was still too shocked


    to say anything. “Are you okay with toast?” he asked, popping his head out from the kitchen. He had


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    Jenny’s pink apron around his waist. It looked surreal.


    Jenny hummed in response. This all felt like a dream. Was Alec Faust actually going to make her


    breakfast? Could he even make breakfast? He was Alec Faust. He never dirtied his hands in his life.


    How could he make breakfast? She couldn’t believe it.


    However, sounds came from the kitchen. When Jenny walked in, he was beating eggs expertly. He


    looked. just like a homemaker.


    “You… can cook?” She was just too curious to stay quiet.