NovelEnglish“My mom planted so many melons. We can’t finish it all. Seven got rotten before we harvested it. You have to take it,” Roland explained before Millie could have a chance to refuse. He knew that she didn’t like taking things for free.
“Well, thank you. Actually, I’m a little thirsty. I’ll cut one now.”
With a smile, Millie went into the room with a sweet melon in her arms. She cut it into pieces and put them on the stone stool.
“Let’s eat together.”
Roland nodded and took a piece of melon to eat.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMillie also brought a piece to her mouth and ate it gracefully. The sweet melon juice exploded in her mouth. It was really good for the summer heat.
Roland looked at her and asked, “Have you ever met my sister in Preagend?”
Millie thought of the twhen she met Laurel at Snow Mountain Villa in Preagend. She didn’t see her after that.
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“I met her once, but it was long ago.”
Roland looked worried.
“I don’t know if she’s with Patrick or not. She doesn’t answer my calls anymore. Perhaps it’s because she now has two biological brothers in the Morgan family. They are both rich and handsome. Why would she still think of a countryside brother like me?”
Millie frowned. Was it the Patrick she knew? And wasn’t Laurel’s boyfriend Aron?
“Patrick? Doesn’t your sister have a boyfriend?” Millie asked.
“Yes, Patrick. It’s the man who cto the agricultural station last time. She had a crush on him from the first tshe met him. When her ex-boyfriend dumped her last time, she was so angry that she didn’t eat anything for three days.”
Millie was stunned. It was indeed the Patrick she knew.
Millie’s phone suddenly rang. She put down the melon and stood up.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Letget this call,” she said and ran into the room.
Marcus called Millie now that he was much calmer.
“Honey,” Millie said into the phone.
Her voice brought Marcus a sort of peace he needed.
“Are you busy now?”
Millie walked to a chair in the corner and sat down. She thumped her sore shoulder and said, “No. I just finished harvesting corn for two hours. I’m tired and feeling heat.”
Her tone was full of pride.
“Corn?”
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