Chapter 1070 A Mysterious Woman at Home
Alivia cleared her throat softly, "Well, thank you."
Bert looked at the woman with her lowered eyelashes, casting a shadow over her eyelids, making her seem
delicate and vulnerable, "Being around me is not safe for you. Leaving is a good thing for you."
After all, she had been shot, and she knew what he meant by "not safe." He was not an ordinary person, and if it
weren't for Evelyn's child, he wouldn't have chosen to come back.
After all, in a highly restrictive country like Country Z, life must have been more comfortable in Eoland.
Alivia didn't know what to say and nodded in silence.
The meal lasted for an hour. Alivia always felt that it was cruel to eat with him before. She never said a word with a
cold face, and the whole person exuded a kind of indifference that strangers were not allowed to enter. Every time
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtshe ate, she had indigestion, but this time she felt that time passed quickly.
Alivia might really be facing separation soon, so even that terrifying atmosphere can be ignored.
After having their meal, Bert had something to attend to in the afternoon, and his assistant was already waiting by
the private room's door. Alivia didn't say much, fearing that she might delay him.
She simply raised her head and met those profound and serious blue eyes, saying, "Goodbye."
Watching the man's figure go away, she kept her gaze on him until he completely disappeared from her sight.
Then, she turned and walked to the service desk, saying, "I'll pay the bill, please."
"I'm sorry, ma'am, but the gentleman already settled the bill."
"He did?" Alivia was surprised. She didn't see him leave. Could it be his assistant to help with it?
He had accepted her treat, but he actually paid the bill. Alivia sighed heavily, "Why does it have to be like this?"
Her mood sank further. After returning to her room and packing her luggage, she looked at the suitcase in the
corner. Her eyes shifted, and she took a script from the hotel table, picked up a black carbon pen, and gracefully
wrote a few lines on the paper.
After doing all this, she pulled the suitcase out of the room. It was not until she walked out of the hotel gate that her
dazzling eyes fell on her in the afternoon that she felt a little real.
The two or three months of being together felt like a dream to her. If it didn't happen to her in person, she wouldn't
have believed it could ever happen in her life.
But now, they really had to part ways.
She hailed a taxi, told the driver her home address, and as she watched the streets recede, a warmth surged in her
eyes. She quickly averted her gaze, suppressing the tears, refusing to let them fall.
Forty minutes later, the car stopped in front of an old-fashioned small residential building. Perhaps the roads
between the buildings were too narrow, and the driver couldn't help but complain as he drove, "Your neighborhood
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmis so difficult to navigate. Most drivers with poor skills wouldn't dare to enter!"
Alivia awkwardly smiled and handed him the fare, "You can stop here; I'll walk the rest of the way."
"Alright!" The driver didn't expect her to be so understanding and found the change, "Thank you, miss!"
"You're welcome."
After getting out of the car, Alivia dragged her heavy suitcase toward the entrance of her building. She lived on the
third floor, not too high. Although she took a few breaks along the way, she finally made it.
She reached into her bag to find the key and opened the door. The small two-bedroom apartment felt cramped and
crowded. The yellowed white floor tiles were covered in dust, and most of the furniture had been used for over ten
years, giving the place a somewhat old-fashioned look.
Alivia thought there would be nobody at home, but unexpectedly, her younger brother, Henry, was there. He came
out of his room and looked very flustered when he saw her, "Alivia, why are you back?"
His words puzzled Alivia. She had always been close to Henry, so shouldn't he be happy to see her back?
But the next moment, when she saw a short girl in pajamas coming out of his bedroom, she understood why he
was acting this way.