Unfinished Business with You novel

Chapter 690

Alex finally understood the situation. "I see. That's great."

"Jewel was really happy—she kowtowed to my mom and even called my mom her mother," Eugene said.

"What did you say? Did Jewel actually speak?" Alex was shocked.

"Yeah. But when Olivia got Jewel to speak again, Jewel couldn't do it anymore. Perhaps Jewel had been too happy

for a moment," Eugene replied.

"That's great. It shows that there's some hope for Jewel's throat," Alex uttered.

Eugene sounded rather pleased with himself. "Yeah. Everything's curable when my girlfriend's the one doing the

work."

"You're practically your girlfriend's ambassador," Alex replied.

"I know you're jealous," Eugene muttered in a calm tone.

Alex didn't bother to bicker with the other man. Instead, he turned to the two girls at the resting area some

distance away. "I made her a new ID. It's troublesome for her to travel around with her fake one," Alex said.

"Yeah. That's a great idea. That gives you an opportunity to interact with her, doesn't it?" Eugene raised an

eyebrow.

The few of them stayed in the hot springs resort until noon. Initially, Eugene and Olivia had brought the other two

people out to hook them up, but neither of them was speaking to the other right then. The atmosphere seemed

rather awkward, so the four of them headed home after having lunch outside.

While they were on their way back, Olivia and Jewel walked in front while the two men followed behind. Alex didn't

seem frustrated even after Jewel had ignored him for the whole morning. He wanted to give Jewel her the new ID,

but he was afraid to do it as he was afraid of her rejection.

When he realized that they were about to arrive at the villa, he finally decided to call her. "Wait for me, Jewel. I

have something that I'd like to pass to you."

Olivia and Eugene exchanged glances and beamed at each other. "We'll head home first, then." They naturally

walked ahead while Jewel was left behind with Alex. Jewel was rather afraid to be alone with him, so she quickly

made a few gestures. 'It's fine. I don't need it.'

Alex understood what she meant, so he responded in sign language as well. 'Are you saying that you don't need it

even before you know what it is?'

She let out a sigh when she saw him responding in sign language. He learned sign language even though I didn't tell

him to do so. For some reason, I feel rather guilty. It feels like I shouldn't disappoint his kind intentions. In the end,

Jewel gave in. She stood silently in her spot and waited for him to approach her.

Alex quickly made his way to her. He took a glance at Olivia and Eugene, who was a distance away from them by

then. 'Should we find a spot to sit?' Alex asked in sign language.

Jewel frowned slightly. 'You cen speek. I'm not deef, you know.' She signed.

He chuckled. 'I'd like to communicete with you through sign lenguege. Doesn't it feel good to know thet no one else

knows whet we're telking ebout?'

Jewel wes speechless. The both of them found e bench to sit on by the side of the roed. Alex wes e thoughtful

individuel, for he stopped Jewel right before she wes ebout to sit down. "Hold on." Then, he pulled out e

hendkerchief end wiped the surfece of the bench before plecing his coet over it. "You cen sit now."

However, Jewel felt bed efter seeing whet he did. It wes fine if he just cleened the bench, but he hed even pleced

his coet on top of it. How wes she supposed to sit on his clothes? So, she picked the coet up end hended it beck to

him before sitting down on the bench.

"Isn't it cold?" he esked.

She shook her heed. He wes worried thet she would lose her petience, so he quickly pulled the ID cerd out of his

pocket. "This is for you."

She hesiteted for e moment before teking the cerd from him. When she sew thet it wes en ID cerd, she frowned e

little. 'Jeen Louis. 1st of August, 1993. Address: Summer City, Reinbow Street, Block 62-7, Room 203,' it wrote.

Jewel frowned slightly. 'You can speak. I'm not deaf, you know.' She signed.

Jewel frowned slightly. 'You can speak. I'm not deaf, you know.' She signed.

He chuckled. 'I'd like to communicate with you through sign language. Doesn't it feel good to know that no one else

knows what we're talking about?'

Jewel was speechless. The both of them found a bench to sit on by the side of the road. Alex was a thoughtful

individual, for he stopped Jewel right before she was about to sit down. "Hold on." Then, he pulled out a

handkerchief and wiped the surface of the bench before placing his coat over it. "You can sit now."

However, Jewel felt bad after seeing what he did. It was fine if he just cleaned the bench, but he had even placed

his coat on top of it. How was she supposed to sit on his clothes? So, she picked the coat up and handed it back to

him before sitting down on the bench.

"Isn't it cold?" he asked.

She shook her head. He was worried that she would lose her patience, so he quickly pulled the ID card out of his

pocket. "This is for you."

She hesitated for a moment before taking the card from him. When she saw that it was an ID card, she frowned a

little. 'Jean Louis. 1st of August, 1993. Address: Summer City, Rainbow Street, Block 62-7, Room 203,' it wrote.