Chapter 2042
Chapter 2042 All The ces We Know
“I came to check in on you. What are you doing?” Maya stole a nce behind him and frowned. Things
of all nature were strewn on his bedroom floor in a haphazard way that even she did not approve of.
Wilbur used to have an obsessivepulsive disorder. He must be in a really bad shape for letting his
room get to this state. Poor guy! Wilbur gazed cidly back at her. “I’m ying. What are you doing
here?”
“Let’s take a break and have a chat instead?” “No! I don’t want to talk to annoying people.” Maya was
not offended at all. “That’s fine. Maybe we can y a game?”
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Wilbur’s interest perked up at once though he tried hard to conceal his curiosity. “What kind of game?”
Maya’s eyes twinkled mysteriously. “Let me in and I’ll tell you.”
After a moment’s hesitation, Wilbur nodded and stood aside.
She sighed as inconspicuously as she could at the sight of the unfinished jigsaw puzzle on the floor.
What is this? “Suitable for ages three to seven?” This is too childish even for Joy and Zayden!
“Were you putting together a jigsaw puzzle?” Maya asked with feigned interest.
He nodded. “Would you like to join me?”
She agreed since it provided her with the opportunity to spend time with him in the hopes of jolting his
memory.
“I would love to. Let’s work on the piece together.”
After taking their seats on the carpet, Wilbur pushed half of his pile to her. “You work on these. We’re
not having dinner until we’re done!”
Maya took her pieces and allowed several minutes of upied puzzle-solving to settle in before
speaking again. “Wilbur, do you recall any of the ces we’ve been to?”
Wilbur jumped slightly at the question before nodding like a nervous hen pecking for food.
“You do, don’t you?” Her eyes gleamed expectantly. “Could you tell me where we’ve been?” Hopefully,
I’ll be able to trigger him to recall something!
Wilbur was about to answer when he heard footsteps from outside his door. “Oh, many ces,” he
answered.
“Such as?” she prompted. “Can you remember anything specific?”
Wilbur knew that the owner of the footsteps was standing outside his door from the abrupt silence. “I’ve
soared to the skies to catch some birds,” he recited with a convincing imitation of a simpleton. “I’ve
been to the ocean and swam after turtles; I’ve scaled a mountain to fight a tiger. Let’s see, what else?”
Maya’s anticipation faded only to be reced by a look of disbelief.
He suddenly gave an excited shout as he pped his hands. “Oh, I’ve also explored the sewers in
search of rats!”
“Come on, Wilbur,” she coaxed. “Be reasonable. How is it possible for you to have been to those
ces?”
“I have!” Wilbur protested in earnest, as though it was the gospel truth. “We were there together,
remember?”
Maya felt as if she was getting nowhere. Undeterred, she attempted another line of questioning.
“Wilbur, do you remember what happened when you jumped into the sea? Why did you do it?”
Her tone was gentle and wary. Her mother had told Nina that Wilbur’s ident looked suspicious and
had asked her sister to look for evidence of foul y.
On the other side of the door, Mabel’s heart clenched involuntarily at Maya’s question. The idiot
wouldn’t be able to recall anything, would he?
“The wind blew me off my ship!” Wilbur shouted after a long deliberation.
“The wind?” Maya repeated incredulously. “You’re awfullyrge and heavy. How could the wind have
knocked you down?”
“It was a big gust of wind. Before I knew it, I was already underwater.”
As if suddenly recalling something, she pressed on, “Could somebody have pushed you instead? You
didn’t get a good look at your surroundings, right? Someone crept up on you and pushed you without
you knowing, which is why you thought it was the wind.”
“I didn’t get a good look at the surroundings,” Wilbur repeated stupidly.
“That must be it! Think hard, Wilbur. Who could it be-”