Chapter 382


    After he was done changing, John looked at his reflection for a while, then he nodded. He felt like he


    understood what was happening, and everything was clear now. A momentter, he went downstairs.


    John stood before the main residence, the night breeze caressing him. A whileter, he went to the


    backyard. He did this out of reflex, for Sophia once told him she went to the bamboo forest with Dn


    in the mountains behind the backyard.


    John knew that forest. He went there when he was a kid, though he thought there wasn’t anything


    special about it. Now that he thought about it, it had been years since he went there. When he got to


    the backyard, he saw that the door was opened, much to his surprise. However, he didn’t think much


    and went toward the forest. With his cell phone’s shlight illuminating the path, he went inside. A short


    whileter, he noticed a bright light before him. When he got closer, he saw someone standing there.


    “Dn?” John asked instinctively.


    He was right; it was Dn. Dn greeted him back and asked, “What brings you here?”


    John went up to him, not answering his question. There wasn’t anything here in the forest, not even a


    ce to sit. And as for Dn, he was standing in the clearing, looking at the Constance Residence. It


    was higher ground here, so it lent them a good vista, enough to see the whole residence. Lights were


    on, for night had descended. From the looks of it, the residence took up a big plot ofnd. At this, John


    went to stand beside Dn. “I didn’t expect you to be here.”


    Dn gave it some thought before saying, “Just taking a stroll after dinner.”


    John grunted. He turned his shlight off, putting his hands in his pockets. A whileter, he said,


    “Remember the thing you asked me in my office? I actually read your lips.”


    Dn didn’t feel awkward. “Is that so? I was just curious.”


    John smiled. “I’m not sure what you meant by the question. Were you asking if I regretted getting a


    divorce or hiding it?” After a pause, he said, “But no matter what the question was, my answer remains


    the same: I don’t regret it. There’s nothing to regret.”


    He wouldn’t think too much about the things he did, for there was no point mulling over or regretting the


    things that had happened. Instead, he’d be better off using that time to handle the situation at hand. A


    smile shed across Dn’s lips, but the cloak of night concealed it from John. “Is that so? That’s good


    to hear,” Dn remarked.


    John looked at the residence, then he reiterated, “I don’t regret it. I never regretted it.” He was probably


    saying that to Dn and himself. After that, silence descended,sting for nearly a minute.


    Shifting the topic, Dn then said, “I heard you went to wee Mr. Wolfe this afternoon.”


    John grunted. “I met him before, so we know each other. My dad had something to do, so I went there


    myself.”


    Dn sighed. “I heard that guy’s a scoundrel. All the people who talked to him disliked the guy.”


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    John scoffed dismissively. “I don’t talk to him much, so I can’t attest to that. Since we only talked about


    business, quality and efficiency were all that mattered. Other than that, I don’t really care.”


    Dn nodded. “You have a point.” Then the conversation went dead.