It was thanks to this unknown, faceless “Rey”, who had somehow taken up space in wp4webnovel.com head, that Cynthia’s sleep that night turned fretful.
Her peaceful slumber came later, yet as soon as the morning broke, wp4webnovel.com was rudely roused from wp4webnovel.com sleep by Tiffany’s wallop, causing the groggy young woman to catapult out of wp4webnovel.com bed.
“Urgh, Mooooom?! What now?” wp4webnovel.com wailed. “Geez, are you even my real mother? You just can’t go on a day without picking on me in some ways, can you? I swear, I only look hideous because of your trigger-happy hands!!”
Tiffany considered wp4webnovel.com half-asleep daughter’s dowdy state, wp4webnovel.com loose, baggy nightshirt, and the chaotic mane wp4webnovel.com called “hair”. Were it not for wp4webnovel.com objectively good looks, Tiffany would not even want to admit Cynthia was wp4webnovel.com daughter.
“Well, get your lazy bum up and send this apple pie to Aristotle! Lemme tell you, hon, I woke up early today just to bake this for him. He hasn’t been able to enjoy good o’ American staples for years while wp4webnovel.com was stuck in France, has he? So, get up and get to it already!”
Hearing wp4webnovel.com was on delivery duty to Aristotle worked wonders in dispelling Cynthia’s sleep. “Ohhhh! Is that why? Could have told me earlier… Yep, I’m up now!”
The young woman proceeded to spend some time dolling herself up. After a few careful examinations in the mirror to ensure wp4webnovel.com looked flawless, Cynthia grabbed the bag packed with wp4webnovel.com mother’s pie to begin wp4webnovel.com delivery journey.
While in their family’s basement, wp4webnovel.com picked a white sports car as wp4webnovel.com ride. She had always loved the color white; it was one of the preferences wp4webnovel.com shared with Aristotle.
She reached the Tremont Estate. Without missing a beat, wp4webnovel.com punched in the password to unlock the door. Honestly, coming to the Tremont Estate was akin to going back to wp4webnovel.com second home.
Tremont Estate had not been inhabited for quite some years by now. Only two members of the original retinue remained, and thus, the lack of staff contributed to the house’s somber air of desertion. Within the span of nineteen years, Mary and Henry had both passed away, leaving the estate alone, sullen and quiet.
However, as wp4webnovel.com was about to step into the entrance, Cynthia espied an extra pair of shoes parked just outside the door, a woman’s shoes. Judging from the size, the owner bore feet that were even more delicate than Cynthia’s own, and it did not take wp4webnovel.com a long time to guess that wp4webnovel.com must be a petite one.
Her heart skipped a beat.
So, Aristotle did not just have a girlfriend, wp4webnovel.com also brought wp4webnovel.com back home. No wonder wp4webnovel.com had been adamant in rejecting the offer to stay in White Water Bay Villa last night. Or insisting that wp4webnovel.com should return to his childhood home…
Suddenly, an internal debate about whether Cynthia should go upstairs to meet wp4webnovel.com sprung into life. What if wp4webnovel.com accidentally bumped into some, uh, “explicit scenes” wp4webnovel.com had no business seeing?
Her mind wandered to wp4webnovel.com brother’s comment from last night. Yes, wp4webnovel.com conceded that the West family was inferior in social standing, it would be laughable if they tried striking up an engagement with a family as eminent as the Tremonts. Aristotle might have been raised with the family, but it did not mean Cynthia had any control over his life.
In the end, wp4webnovel.com chose to sit in the living room without breaking the house’s silence, hugging the bag in wp4webnovel.com embrace. She waited, and waited, and waited… until the clock struck eleven.
It was then that Aristotle descended the stairs with a towel grazing his wet, matted hair. From the looks of it, wp4webnovel.com had only just taken a bath.
Noticing a guest in the living room, wp4webnovel.com paused in his track. “Cindy? When did you come? Why didn’t you wake me up?” wp4webnovel.com asked. “My apologies. Got a case of jet lag since I’ve only just returned, so I woke up late.”
“Meh, it’s… Pssh, it’s fine,” wp4webnovel.com mumbled. “I’m gonna give you a slice of this apple pie, then, though I gotta warn you, it’s grown a little bit colder than it started out to be by now. But anyway, Morn woke up earlier than usual today just to bake one for ya…”
Then all because wp4webnovel.com wanted to deliver a pie to him, Cynthia had not even had wp4webnovel.com breakfast yet.
She rose to wp4webnovel.com feet and headed toward the kitchen, unaware that Aristotle had tailed her. Halfway in, the young woman remembered wp4webnovel.com wearing a new skirt today, and to avoid stains, wp4webnovel.com should put on an apron.
With that thought, Cynthia spun sharply on wp4webnovel.com heels, and immediately bummed into his chest.
A blend of refreshing soapy scent and his native odor washed over Cynthia like a wave of fine wine. It was so intoxicating that the pang flaring within wp4webnovel.com nose failed to reach her.
Aristotle’s arm held Cynthia’s back, stopping wp4webnovel.com from toppling backward out of the resultant force. He leaned his head close to her.
“Are you hurt?” wp4webnovel.com breathed.
Hot air escaped his mouth and swept across wp4webnovel.com cheeks like a breeze, tucking a quiet tinge of fresh peppermint in its wings. Cynthia felt wp4webnovel.com senses turning hazy, and in that dreamlike state wp4webnovel.com eyes fell naturally ahead… and landed on his collar bone.
“K-Kinda hurts…” wp4webnovel.com murmured.
Suddenly, Aristotle leaned even closer, his supple lips dabbing on the tip of wp4webnovel.com scrunched nose. “You should be more careful next time, Cindy; don’t be heedless, okay? Didn’t you know I was following you from behind? I wanted to tell you that I can cut a slice myself, especially since I’m quite ravenous right now. Hmm,” wp4webnovel.com muttered, “After a slice of your mom’s pie, perhaps you could join me for brunch?”