Chapter 1447

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And this was his apartment. He could come back whenever he pleased.

As a soon-to-be ex-wife, what right did she have to question him?

“Of course not.”

As they stared at each other, Lorelei spoke first. “The plants on the balcony were dying, so I watered them for you.”

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll head back to my room.”

Lorelei took a deep breath, relying on her crutches to painfully shuffle her way back. As she passed by him, she suddenly noticed the strawberry crepe cake on the table.

It was her favorite flavor.

Did he buy it for her?

Lorelei considered it, then smiled bitterly, thinking she was being pretty shameless to even assume that.

It was a miracle he hadn’t thrown her out onto the street, let alone bought her treats?!

“Oh, right. I originally planned to leave tomorrow,” Lorelei quickly added. “But since my leg is injured and it’s hard to move around, I’ll probably need another week to recover. If you mind, I can move out.”

Harold shot her a look, his chest feeling tight. “No need.”

She was a little cripple, completely unfamiliar with Eclara City.

Where was she supposed to go?

“Thank you.” Lorelei hadn’t expected him to agree so readily. Slightly surprised, she offered a faint smile. “Don’t worry, I won’t let myself be a bother to you.”

A gentle breeze lifted her soft hair, brushing it against her face, making her smile look radiantly dazzling.

Harold couldn’t help but look at her for a few extra seconds before quickly turning his back.

Lorelei’s smile froze, a wave of bitterness washing over her.

Did he hate her so much?

Don’t look then. Who’s forcing you?

Jerk.

Lorelei kept her face cold and continued hobbling forward. She hadn’t taken two steps before she heard Harold speak again. “Take this.”

He handed her the cake, still keeping his face turned away. “It was a buy-one-get- one-free promotion. I couldn’t finish it.”

Buy-one-get-one-free?

So who ate the other one?

It definitely wasn’t Harold; he didn’t eat sweets.

His first love?

At the thought of that, Lorelei felt a lump form in her throat. She looked at the strawberry cake he held out, replying coldly, “Thank you, but I don’t like strawberry cake anymore.”

“?”

Harold’s hand froze in mid-air as he watched her limp away.

“Haa.”

Harold let out a long sigh, slamming the cake back onto the table in frustration.

She didn’t like it anymore?

She seemed to enjoy it just fine when she ate it with Joel!

Now her tastes change so fast!

Back in her room.

Lorelei sat on the bed, desperately trying to calm herself down.

There were only two months left; there was no need to make things ugly.

Moreover.

She still needed Harold to play along in front of Grandma.

“Sigh.”

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sigh “Why did have to get injured right now?”

Now she was stuck in the apartment, staring at Harold all day long.

The next day.

Lorelei was still half asleep when someone knocked on her door.

“Get up. Eat breakfast,” Harold said, stopping beside her.

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Seven.

Seriously, is he crazy?!

“I want to sleep more.” Lorelei leaned against the headboard, her hair a messy

bird’s nest. “Eat by yourself.”

She was just about to lie back down.

The very next second.

Harold whipped the covers off her,

carried her directly into the

bathroom, and handed her

toothbrush with toothpaste already

squeezed onto it. “You must eat

breakfast in the morning.”

Lorelei, suffering from waking up on the wrong side of the bed, argued, “I’m not a

child.”

Harold: “Children are much easier to serve than you!”

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