NovelEnglishDrover had been coming back late every day these days. | was in the living room today, waiting for him to come
back, but I fell asleep.
In my daze, someone put a blanket over me. When | woke up, | saw Drover's gentle face. He was looking at me,
and his tone was soft. "Are you up?"
"You're back." | could hear my voice sounding hoarse. | got up and yawned. "Are you hungry? I'll go make you
snoodles."
He nodded lightly. "Okay."
| got up and went into the kitchen.
| cout not long after with a bowl of noodles. Drover was sitting in the dining room, waiting for me. His tie
was loosened, and his handsface looked a little tired, but he still facedwith a smile. "It smells and looks
good. Do you want to have stoo?"
"There's still sin the pot. I'll go grab it."
We sat face-to-face. Marius had already gone to sleep, and it was just the two of us for the night.
While slurping his noodles, Drover asked me, "Why are you still down here when it's so late?"
"I was waiting for you to cback but ended up falling asleep," | said naturally.
These words, however, stunned Drover for a moment. The movements in his hands slowed down, and a smirk
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtreached the corners of his lips. "You were waiting for me? What for?"
"Uh..." I looked up at him and explained, "I asked Marius about starting a business before this and he said it
would be better to ask you. I've been wanting to ask you about it for a long tnow but you seem to be very
busy these days, so I thought I'd wait and see if | could talk to you about it today."
Hearing this, disappointment filled Drover's eyes and also his voice. "Oh, is that all? You want to start a
business?"
"I do have the thought." | nodded. "But it's still too soon for this. I'll wait till after I've given birth." | touched my
belly. | attached great importance to this baby.
"Well, it's still early, and starting a business isn't easy. You can use this tto analyze popular industries and
consider what you want to do," Drover said.
"I know."
The topic of starting a business ended just like this. Drover's hand that was holding the chopsticks moved slower
and slower. Noticing this, asked in confusion, "What's the matter? Does it not taste good?"
|
I saw him shake his head, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at me. He looked so serious. "I just suddenly
thought of how nice it'd be to have someone waiting fowhen | cback at night.
He must be thinking of Heather again.
Although | knew | should not mention it, | could not help myself. "Well, Heather had waited for you like this
before."
Drover seemed to be a different
person when | brought up the name.
The gentle and elegant man
suddenly becviolent. His expression was dark, and his voice was solemn. "Who told you her
name?!"
Ah yes, | suddenly recalled that Marius had said that the woman's nwas Snow White the first the told
me. Her nwas engraved on the wardrobe, but later it becHeather.
I did not take it to heart before, but now that I thought about it, it was really weird.
Snow White and Heather should be the sperson.
Seeing how agitated Drover was, Heather was probably her real nwhile Snow White was her nickname.
He grabbed my hand, and his expression was cold.
"Marius did."
In just a moment, Drover's eyes dimmed. He let go of my hand. Although his expression was still dark, he was no
longer as terrifying as before.
"I'm sorry," he said after a long time.
The sudden apology startled me. | shook my head. "It's okay."
He got up. "Sleep early. Good night."
Drover went upstairs. Looking at his lonely back, | felt sorry for him...
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