Chapter 222


    The bodyguard stooped and said, “We don’t have any ties with the Lampard family; they wouldn’t invite


    us.”


    “No sweat.” Hawthorne chuckled lightly, speaking in a gentle tone, “I’ve got my ways. Let’s roll.”


    Hawthorne closed his eyes, seeming to ponder something, and a smile tugged at his lips.


    The bodyguard opened the car door, only to find the blue roses inside had started to wilt.


    Hawthorne gently touched the petals, smiling warmly, “Hang in there; we’re heading home soon.”


    When Elio came back, Astrid and Roman were not in the living room.


    The kitchen was filled with Astrid and Roman’s singing; their off–key notes were oddly in sync.


    Their voices sounded incredibly harmonious.


    Astrid eximed, “How am I this good–looking!!”


    Roman went, “Whoa–whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa-whoa~”


    Astrid said, “What to do with all these good–looks!!!”


    Roman went, “Whoa whoa whoa…”


    Elio fell silent.


    If it weren’t for the lyrics, he wouldn’t have a clue what they were singing.


    They werepletely out of tune.


    He slowly walked to the kitchen door and peeked in. He saw Roman using a bitter gourd as a


    microphone and shaking his booty with all his might. His chubby cheeks were wobbling.


    Astrid was chopping vegetables; she even considerately put on a mask, afraid her spit would ssh on


    the food while singing.


    Elio’s heart melted instantly when he saw the two of them.


    Both Hal Cot and Hawthorne had spoken to him about the same topic: her past.


    He might be curious, but he wouldn’t fuss over it.


    Because she never pried into his past, what right did he have to probe into hers?


    He should protect everything he had right now and protect his loved ones.


    The next morning, Astrid didn’t get up until past ten.


    She came out to see Roman ying games on the sofa. She bent over and pinched his cheeks,


    “Roman, I need to go to work; I’ll send you hometer, okay?”


    Roman shook his head, “Don’t worry about me; Uncle Jon wille y games with meter.”


    Uncle Jon?


    Astrid’s lips twitched, “Since, when did you get so chummy with him?”


    “Although Uncle Jon is a bit annoying, he’s really good at games, so we’re friends now.” After finishing


    his words, Roman nted a kiss on Astrid’s cheek, “Don’t worry and go to work; I’ll miss you.”


    “Mmhmm, good boy, Roman.” Astrid stretchedzily, then went to freshen up. She made some food for


    Roman to eat, and as she was about to prepare her medicine, she noticed a pack of something next to


    her sleepwalking medication.


    She picked it up and found it was a pack of candy.


    There was even a Post–it note on it. “I can’t drink the bitter medicine for you, but I did handpick this


    candy. They’re very sweet, and I hope they can make the medicine a bit more bearable.”


    Astrid took out two pieces of candy and held them in her palm. A small smile appeared on her face; he


    really was thoughtful.


    Jon had just arrived when Gracie called to rush Astrid.


    She gathered her belongings and then quickly went downstairs.


    Due to staying upte the night before, she still felt tired, and as soon as she got in the car, she started


    to rest her eyes.


    Seeing her look so lifeless, Gracie immediately started teasing her, “Astrid, can you pep up a little? You


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