Chapter 682


    "I''ll fetch you back," he said slowly.


    I shook my head. "It''s fine. It’s still early. We can take a cab."


    Nadia sat in the front passenger seat and poked out her head to look at me. "It’s hard to get a cab


    here, Miss Lane. Hurry up and get in."


    I was disgusted with her and did not want to say another word to her, so I turned around and went in


    the opposite direction.


    Fortunately, a cab was driving over here from a distance and I beckoned for it to stop.


    When the cab drove past Mason’s car, I noticed theplicated look in his eyes.


    Munchkin fell asleep shortly after he got in the car, not waking up even after we had returned to the


    apartment. I carried him to his bedroom and put him o n the bed before going out to prepare lunch.


    I put on an apron and went to the living room to check my phone.


    There were several missed calls from Theo and Jerome respectively.


    It was noon now, so Jerome was surely at work.


    Hence, I did not call him back. I looked at Theo''s name, took a deep breath, and returned the call.


    The call connected. His deep and attractive voice entered my ears. "What did you do this morning?"


    "I brought Munchkin around."


    I did not want to tell him that I had brought Munchkin to the cemetery, where we bumped into Mason


    and Nadia.


    I did not want to mention the people and things from the past.


    There were movements in the bedroom, and I figured that Munchkin had woken up. I went over to


    open the room door.


    "Do you have any ns for this afternoon?" Theo asked with a smile.


    "I''ll take Munchkin out after dinner."


    Munchkin ran down from the bed and said in a clear, crisp voice, "Mommy, I woke up because I was


    too hungry."


    I stroked his head. "I’ll go make lunch now."


    Theo chuckled on the other end of the phone. "You go ahead and make lunch first, then. Call me


    when you’re done eating."


    I pursed my lips. "Okay."


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    As soon as I went to the kitchen and started cooking, the doorbell rang.


    I opened the door and saw that it was Jerome. I was stunned. "What are you doing here?"


    It was not a holiday. Did he not need to go to work?


    Jerome was holding two bags. He put them on the floor and said with a smile, "How could I possibly


    go to work today when you''ve finally left that sh*tty ce?"


    I was speechless. "Zenon’s amazing. When you grow old one day and want to go over, perhaps you


    won’t even have the chance to do so anymore."


    Jerome sneered. "It’s better if I can''t go."


    As we spoke, he opened the fridge and found it was empty. He then looked at the kitchen counter


    where there were only tomatoes and eggs. He sneered. "Howzy could you get?"


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    Munchkin ran over and hugged his legs. "I''m hungry, Jerome."


    Jerome saw the pitiful look on his face and stroked his face heartbreakingly. "There are some


    pastries in that bag. Why don''t you eat some first? I''ll make you lunch right away."


    "Okay!” Munchkin shouted excitedly.


    I gritted my teeth. "You brat, you''re acting like I''m neglecting you."


    Jerome carried the grocery bags into the kitchen and rolled up his sleeves to cook. I stood beside


    him to


    help out.


    "Where did you go this morning?" he asked.


    "I went to the cemetery." I put the washed vegetables o n the chopping board. "I bumped into


    Mason and Nadia at the cemetery."