udio Belles cried for a long time and, tired of crying, fell asleep wrapped in a nket on the sofa, with his cell phone propped on one side, vibrating for a long time, but he did not want to answer.


    It was none other than Montrelle Herran, that great liar!


    Knock, knock, knock…


    Outside the door, a violent bang was heard.


    But inside the door, there was still no movement.


    Montrelle Herran stands in front of the door and wakes up the neighbors.


    An older woman from the house across the street opens the door and curses in a daze, “What’s going on? Let’s not let anyone sleep in the middle of the night.”


    “Sorry, my wife is sleeping and can’t hear me if I don’t call louder.”


    “You must have quarreled, your wife threw you out! I heard your wife crying in the house during the day.”


    Montrelle Herran: …


    When the older woman had left, Montrelle Herran knocked on the door several more times.


    Damn it, the woman wouldn’t open the door, even if she didn’t answer the phone!


    Sleeping? Sleeping like this?


    When Montrelle Herran saw that he could not knock on the door, he turned around and hurried down the stairs.


    …


    Half an hourter, Montrelle Herran bought a “robbery” kit.


    The rope was hooked to an air conditioning rack on the sixth floor, but as he was a regr climber and a good climber, he had no difficulty with this height.


    When Montrelle Herran reached the sixth floor, the window was not locked, as it was a very old neighborhood with few security measures and not all the windows were equipped with safety ss.


    Montrelle Herran pushed the window open immediately and flipped it into …


    The little woman asleep on the couch, still unconscious and ignorant, did not hear themotion.


    Montrelle Herran wanted to scold her, how dare she sleep without closing the window when he was not at home?


    What if a burr had broken in?


    Montrelle Herran approached her and woke her up when udio Belles, startled, screamed and pped her hands against him!


    “Ah, help! Thieves!”


    In the dark, Montrelle Herran, unsuspecting, is pinned to the sofa by udio Belles!


    Montrelle Herran rushed to sp his restless arms and shouted, “Look! I am who I am!”


    “…”


    It was then that udius Belles opened his sleepy eyes and fixed them on …


    Montrelle, Montrelle Herran?!


    “How did you… how did you get in here!”


    Montrelle Herran pursed her thin lips and stared at his surprised little face. “How do you think I was able to get in if I didn’t answer the phone and didn’t open the door when I knocked?”


    udio Belles’ heart shuddered and his watery eyes widened as he looked toward the window, which was ajar …


    “You, did you climb in through the window? Montrelle Herran, are you crazy? This is the sixth floor! Not the second floor! What if you fall?”


    Seeing her momentary concern, Montrelle Herran’s tense, handsome face finally broke into a smile, “Worried about me?”


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    udius Belles pushed him away as soon as he remembered his crimes: “Who, who is worried about you! I still have no score to settle with you.”


    Montrelle Herran didn’t give her a chance to leave, pulling her back into his arms and hugging her tightly. “A settlement is fine, but a divorce is not.”


    “…”


    udio Belles’ little face was red, thank goodness the lights weren’t on so he couldn’t see!


    “Let go of me! This is unbearable! Montrelle Herran…”


    Montrelle Herran kissed her on the lips, his thin lips made their way to her forehead as she felt a scorching heat.


    The man frowned and hisrge hand probed upward, “Why is your head so hot?”


    udio Belles did not feel it: “No, no…”.


    But it was true that she was a little dizzy.


    Montrelle Herran sat with her in his arms, pressing his forehead against hers and carefully feeling the temperature again, “Must be a fever. I’ll get the thermometer.”


    Montrelle Herran left udio Belles on the floor, ran to get the first aid kit and brought the thermometer.


    “Put it in your armpit and take a measurement.”


    udio Belles was a bitzy, “I don’t have a fever, I don’t need to measure…”


    Montrelle Herran gave him a fierce look, “Do you want me to undress you and take your measurements?”


    “…”


    udius Belles frowned and stuck the thermometer in his armpit while muttering, “Just measure, why be so mean.”


    Who the hell had done something wrong?


    Five minutester.


    “Okay, give me the thermometer.”


    udio Belles took the thermometer out of his shirt and handed it to him.


    Montrelle Herran took a look at the temperature, thirty-seven degrees eight, a low fever that did not require medication, but would need to be covered overnight.


    Montrelle Herran tossed the thermometer aside and lifted the small woman onto the couch.


    “To get you back to bed, do you want to keep getting cold?”.


    The woman, who had fallen asleep on the sofa under a thin nket, left the window open.


    Montrelle Herran took her to the bedroom, put her on the bed and was about to get up when udio Belles refused to let go of her neck.


    Montrelle Herranughed softly, his dark eyes boring into hers, “Mrs. Montrelle didn’t call me a bastard and a big liar, now what does it mean to hug me and not let go?”


    “…” udius Belles swallowed saliva and bit his lip as he asked, “I just wanted to ask you, how did you get back?”


    She had thought he would nevere back.


    “Mrs. Montrelle wouldn’t answer the phone, wouldn’t talk to Mr. Montrelle, and Mr. Montrelle had to take an overnight flight back. Otherwise, is my Mrs. Montrelle really going to run away?”


    With a loving look on his face, which in turn made udius Belles look a bit irrational, udius Belles slowly released his own hand that was wrapped around his neck.


    Montrelle Herran walked over and closed the wide-open window in the bedroom as well, the night breeze a little cooler.


    “Mrs. Montrelle, you have a lot of nerve, how dare you open several windows even when Mr. Montrelle is not at home, without fear of a flower thiefing in?”


    udius Belles growled lightly, “That’s only done by flower thieves like you, nowadays thieves or whatever, pity of life, who climb so high.”


    Montrelle Herran closed the window and returned to the bed, sitting down beside him, herrge hand again feeling his forehead uneasily, “Is it hard?”


    “It’s fine here, it’s not hard here…”


    “So where is he?” asked Montrelle Herran with some urgency.


    udio Belles’ face fell, “He’s hard inside.”


    Seeing her wither away, Montrelle Herran became distressed and, half kneeling on the edge of the bed, he looked at her and said, “Dear udio, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have kept this from you.”


    “Why… why have you lied to me, Montrelle Herran, I am particrly stupid and gullible in your eyes?”


    The man who had gone from being an ordinary programmer to the sessor of a multinationalpany, udio Belles, remained mute until now.


    “That’s because you’re simple.”


    “What’s the difference between simple and stupid?” udius Belles red at him.


    Montrelle Herranughed and kissed the back of his hand, “Simple is cute, stupid is not.”


    Cute was a strange wording out of Montrelle Herran’s mouth.


    udio Belles only felt his face get hotter.


    “Don’t think I’m going to forgive you after such rude words like that, I haven’t forgiven you yet.”


    “And what, if I can ask Mrs. Montrelle, will it take for her to forgive me?”


    Montrelle Herran looked at her calmly, he had that look of victory, as if she would surely forgive him.


    udio Belles puffed up his face, “I’m hungry, make me ate night snack.”


    “Okay, tomato and egg noodles for dinner?”.


    udio Belles nodded.


    Montrelle Herran came out of the bedroom and headed to the kitchen only to see a box of noodle buckets lying in the kitchen trash, the woman, had eaten noodles during the night, no wonder she was hungry now.