Chapter 205 Oh my, what did he see?
The man’s black phone lit up with a soft light, and the focus was not on that call.
It was a photo on the screensaver!
The photo shows a young girl wearing pajamas. She looks very young and has delicate and beautiful features. Her skin is fair and her eyelids are thin. Her round and bright eyes are accentuated, with the corners slightly upturned, giving her a somewhat mischievous look.
A necklace with a hexagram pendant hung on the snow–white neck, and the delicate diamonds on the necklace emitted a soft glow under the light.
She was standing there, seemingly, with a somewhat uncomfortable expression on her face, holding a doll in her hand, and showing a very faint smile towards the camera.
So obedient!
This person, even with his eyes closed, recognizes her – Myrna!
Blake’s alarm bells rang loudly in his mind, feeling completely baffled as to where this photo had popped up from.
How could Mr. Larson’s phone screensaver be Mya?
When was this taken?
He couldn’t stand still on his feet and picked up his phone, walking upstairs.
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Chapter 205 Oh my, what did he see?
Upstairs, the second floor was quiet. The door of the room in the middle was slightly ajar, and it was pitch black inside with no lights
- on.
Calvin opened the door and tiptoed inside, hearing a steady breathing sound coming from inside. It was evident that the person on the bed was sleeping soundly.
He couldn’t help but recall Myrna’s hoarse voice when she had just come out of the operating room. He couldn’t help but feel sorry for her, standing by the bed, bending down to tuck the blanket up for her.
Myrna slept unusually soundly.
She was really tired, so tired that she didn’t even have the strength to lift her eyelids, so she didn’t notice when someone approached.
Until, it seemed like a ‘mosquito‘ had bitten her forehead, cool and soft.
She was just awakened and subconsciously furrowed her brows, pressing her throbbing eyes. She opened her eyes and saw a blurry figure by the bed, asking, “How long have I been sleeping?”
Calvin saw her sit up from the bed, the blanket slipping off her body. He picked up the blanket from the floor for her and said, “You haven’t slept for long, you only slept for a little over an hour.”
“The porridge is ready. Come down and have something to eat first, and then go back to sleep after you finish eating.”
Myrna’s mind slowly started to function again. Sleepiness came and went quickly, but even after a short nap, she still felt physically tired and didn’t feel like moving much.
She sat on the edge of the bed, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. After finally regaining her composure, she said to the tall man, “You go down first, I’ll take a shower and come over right away.”
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Chapter 205 Oh my, what did he see?
Are you coming right after taking a shower?
In the darkness, the graceful man raised an eyebrow, a hint of emotion flickering in his pitch–black eyes. He put his hands in his pockets and watched her unabashedly getting out of bed and rummaging through the wardrobe for clean clothes, slightly pursing his thin lips in bewilderment.
It seems that he played the role of a “good friend” too successfully!
She quickly started to consider herself as ‘uncle‘ with success!
This was not a good phenomenon.
“The temperature outside was low, and it was easy to catch a cold at night. When going out, wear something thicker.” His eyes were almost unable to contain the invading possessiveness, but he naturally went out and even helped Myrna close the door.
Outside the door, Blake, who was holding his phone, bumped into
him.
When I saw him, his eyes clearly avoided mine.
“Um, I came up to deliver the phone, and I didn’t see anything.”
Holy shit, what did he just see? Blake’s heart was racing, he could hardly believe his eyes. However, he couldn’t bring himself to speak up about it, as it would make him seem like he was intentionally peeping.
“Someone called you, just hung up, you should give her a call back.”
Blake said, as he stuffed the phone into his pocket.
He ran very fast, disappeared in a flash, as if there was a ghost chasing him from behind.
