Aurelia looked up at the tall and burly security guards in fear.
She was afraid but she decided to bravely confront them.
However, Leslie shielded her behind him before she could even lift her foot.
“It''s my fault. | identally threw away my wife’s belongings, so | came to help her find them.”
Aurelia paused, not expecting Leslie to shoulder all the me himself.
In the past, Seth would have found it embarrassing and left her to face the situation alone.
Noticing that Leslie looked rather formidable, the security guard softened his tone.
“Are you one of the homeowners here?”
“Yes,” Leslie nodded. “When is the garbage usually collected here? And where does it go?”
Aurelia looked at Leslie in surprise, finally believing that he was genuinely helping her solve the problem.
The security guard pondered the question for a moment.
“It''s collected at four in the afternoon. It’s past six now. However, the garbage in this area will be taken to the nearby garbage
disposal station for sorting. But it''s been too long. You won’t be able to
retrieve it.”
The other security guard advised, “It’s dark now, and the rain is still heavy. If the items aren’t valuable, maybe it’s better to let it
go.”
Aurelia clenched the handle of her umbre and looked at Leslie, who was soaked from head to toe.
She reached out to tug at his clothes. “Forget it, there’s no need to look anymore.”
With that, she turned and walked away.
Back home, Aurelia went straight to the bathroom and locked the door behind her.
The disgusting stench, mixed with the smell of blood, made her look disheveled and pitiful.
She turned on the tap and rinsed her wounds with water, trying to numb herself.
But as she looked at herself in the mirror, tears rolled down her cheeks.
The only memory her parents left her had also disappeared, and she felt orphaned.
She bit her lip to suppress any cries, but she couldn''t hold back and covered her mouth, sobbing quietly.
Though her sobs were very soft, Leslie, who had just entered the door, heard it.
Leslie paused in the midst of removing his shoes, his face tense.
He then bent down, picked up the umbre on the floor, and left the apartment.
Aurelia cried in the bathroom for a long time.
She only stopped crying when she ran out of tears.
Eventually, she had to ept reality.
After taking a shower, she emerged to find the living roompletely dark.
She was taken aback and checked the clock on the wall.
It was already past eight.
Where was Leslie?
Didn’t hee home?
Feeling uneasy, Aurelia quickly found her phone in her bag and dialed Leslie’s number.
Just as she did, the door behind her opened.
A foul-smelling odor filled the entire house.
However, Aurelia wasn’t repulsed but stunned.
Turning around, she looked at the man entering.
Just this morning, he was impably dressed in a suit, standing tall and straight.
But now, his damp hair was disheveled, with wilted leaves of rotten vegetables sticking to it.
Even on his ck shirt, there were visible stains and scratches.
The once crisply ironed dress pants now clung wrinkled to his legs, with droplets of water falling.
The water that dripped down was tainted in ck.
Aurelia’s eyes widened.
She simply couldn’t imagine what Leslie had went through.
He lifted a ck stic bag, tired.
“I found them.”
He set the heels onto the ground and frowned at the dirty water puddle on the floor.
“I''m sorry about that. I''ll clean it upter.”
Aurelia stood frozen in ce, unable to regain her senses.
Did he actually find her heels?
The guards already said that the trash had been taken away and her heels should have been gone good.
Did Leslie really go to the garbage disposal and search for over two hours?
“Mr. Synder!” She grabbed the towel on the couch and ran over.
He raised his hand to stop her.
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With that, he turned and headed into the bathroom.