Chapter 556 Living Together


    Now that Garrett was home, he felt safe and dropped his guard. He took off his sses, picked up a


    bag of chips on the table, and turned on the TV. As he casually stuffed chips into his mouth, he said


    absent-mindedly, "I don''t have any weapons here. This is the twenty-first century. We''re all civilized


    people."


    "Why don''t you ask your assistant to send us some guns? I know you have ess to the arms


    industry. If those guys make a move, I could protect you if I have a weapon." Standing by the


    window vigntly, Laney looked at Garrett, who was lying on the sofa and watching TV.


    With his sses off, Garrett looked less refined and more down-to-earth. He was thirty years old,


    but there was still a bit of teenage spirit in his eyes. Despite this, his jaw was firm and his eyebrows


    were straight. Now that she was getting a closer look at him, Laney found that he seemed really


    matured and handsome.


    "Don''t worry about it. This is my ce. We''re safe here. Rx. Do you want some snacks? Chips,


    choctes, biscuits—whatever you like. My pantry''s fully stocked." Garrett gestured at Laney with a


    bag of potato chips in his hand.


    Laney was bewildered. She had never seen this side of Garrett before.


    Shouldn''t the son of a rich family like him be a bit more self-disciplined?


    How could he be so fond of junk food?


    Albeit a bit dubious, Laney walked over and sat beside him. She looked at the bag of chips and


    swallowed her urge to eat some. "That does not look healthy, Mr. Harding. Anyway, I''ll find a way to


    drive those guys away. I can''t hide in your ce forever."


    While munching on the chips, Garrett plucked a piece of tissue from the tissue box on the table and


    wiped his mouth and fingers. Then he sat up straight and said seriously, "Let me see if I can talk to


    someone from the Burke family. Just stay here in the meantime."


    Laney was left with no choice but to agree.


    Garrett put down the bag of chips and brushed the crumbs off his shirt. "Now, let''s find you a room."


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    Laney nodded and followed Garrett around the vi like a meek puppy.


    It didn''t really matter to her which room she''d stay in. Finally, after a tour of the mansion, Garrett


    made her stay in the room next to his.


    "It''ll be more convenient here. You can shout for me if anythinges up." At least, this was the


    reason he gave her.


    Laney didn''t object. A room in a vi was a luxury to her, having spent many a night on the streets


    before.


    She walked around the room and found no personal effects here. Perhaps no one had lived here


    before.


    Just as she was thinking about ordering some things online, Garrett said quickly, "I asked my


    assistant to buy you some clothes and other daily necessities. Someone will bring them hereter. If


    you''d need anything else, just tell me, okay?"


    "Oh, thanks. I was thinking of buying them myself." Laney thanked him in a hurry. It seemed out of


    character for Garrett to be so considerate.


    But on second thought, she realized that he had had so many girlfriends before, so he should know


    better than anyone else how to treat a girl right.


    *******


    And that was how Laney started living with Garrett.


    In her eyes, Garrett had always been a yboy, but his house was far from what she thought it''d


    be. It was quiet, and he never brought his girlfriends here.


    Unlike the image he used to keep up, he didn''t go to bars or clubs on weekends. He only liked


    staying in and watching TV dramas with junk food. He would cry when he was touched, and he


    would cover his eyes with a pillow whenever he saw disturbing scenes from horror movies.


    Sometimes, when he''d get scared, he''d nestle in Laney''s arms and whine, "Aren''t you scared at


    all?"


    "I''ve seen a lot of real shit more horrifying than that," Laney would exin calmly.


    At first, she couldn''t understand whether Garrett was really scared or if he was just pretending. But


    after listening to himin, she''d sigh and pat him on the back tofort him. "Don''t be scared.


    It''s fine. It''s all fake."


    Then Garrett would throw himself into her arms and held her tight.


    On work days, he always had a routine. He would set out to the office ande home from work at


    the same times, always making it a point to have dinner with Laney.


    Although he didn''t know how to cook and always left the kitchen in a mess, when Laney cooked, he


    would stand to the side and praise her generously, like a supportive husband.