Chapter 597


    We spent the rest of the day ording to Anne''s arrangements. Everything seemed to be calm and


    peaceful.


    It was a littlete when we got back home. Anne had fallen asleep leaning against Hendrix. It was


    normal for her to feel tired after walking for an entire day.


    Perhaps it was because I had walked too much, the ce where I sprained my ankle started to feel a


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    little painful again.


    This was probably a sequ!


    After carrying Anne into the bedroom, he came out and saw that I was pouring water. He took the kettle


    from my hand and poured water into the basin. Then, he squatted down beside the basin to test the


    temperature of the water with his hand.


    Feeling that it was a little hot, he turned around and poured some cold water into it. He untied the


    shoces for me. It was obvious that he wanted to wash my feet.


    I was a little resistant, so I raised my hand to stop him. "I can do it myself."


    He pursed his lips and looked at me deeply. "Your ankle hasn''tpletely recovered. After soaking,


    remember to massage your ankle with sprain ointment."


    As he spoke, his slender fingers had already reached into the water. Some people''s fates seemed to


    be preordained.


    It seemed that I couldn''t escape from him no matter how hard I tried.


    As he massaged my ankles, I said, "There should be many things in Jarold City waiting for you to deal


    with. You have been here for so long. You should go back to have a look."


    He looked up at me with deep eyes and asked, "So, you are asking me to leave?"


    I shook my head. "It''s just a suggestion."


    He didn''t say anything. He lowered his head and massaged my ankles for me. He was focused and


    serious.


    Thinking back, it had been half a month since he came to Hovell. I knew there were many things in the


    through documents while he was here. Sometimes he was so busy that he had no time to rest.


    But even so, the main operations of Roberts Group was in Jarold City. So, it was not a long term


    solution for him toe here.


    I was used to the simple life in Hovell. I did not want to go back to the hustle and bustle city with him.


    Even if he quietly barged in, and seemed to have be an integral part of my life, peace was just an


    illusion.


    He would need to leave if something were to happen.


    It was night time and the starry sky was bright. It took me a long while to fall asleep. I thought of Anne''s


    future as well.


    I knew better than anyone else that if we stayed in Hovell, I would have a home, but she would not


    have a bright future. She was a child and she had never seen the outside world. She needed a better


    environment to learn and enrich herself.


    I was reluctant to part with thefortable life in Hovell, but I could not take away Anne''s future


    because of myself.


    It seemed that I had been thinking too much and could not fall asleep.


    Laying on the bed, I could not fall asleep for a long time. My head was buzzing.


    I simply got up. I went to the kitchen to pour a ss of water and took a sip. The moonlight in the alley


    was extremely beautiful.


    Standing in front of the window, I stared nkly at the scenery outside. This life was too long. It


    wouldn''t be easy to live peacefully.


    The next day, Hendrix, who originally did not have any ns to leave, was forced to leave after several


    phone calls.


    "I''ll be back once I settle the business in Jarold City." He looked at me with deep and distant eyes. This


    man seemed to have always been so charming.


    I nodded and said, "Take care!"


    I did not say goodbye. I just watched him leave.


    After the car drove away, I went back into the house. I took out my phone to read the news. The


    headline of the news was particrly eyecatching.


    The headline was extremely conspicuous. It was almost impossible to overlook it.


    Four years ago?


    A child was killed in an ident?


    I seemed to have heard about this news back then. But I did not know how Hendrix handled this


    matter.


    It had been brought up in the news again. It was obvious that someone was deliberately looking for


    trouble.


    Was it Josiah, or the Moore Family?


    I did not continue to ponder about it. After all, it had nothing to do with me.


    Without Hendrix''s presence, Anne and my life seemed to have returned to the peace that we once had.


    In the hotel, there seemed to be more rumors about Norman and I. There were even rumors saying


    that we lived together.