NOVPUBChapter 1229: 550 Destined_2 Chapter 1229: 550 Destined_2 Agave Rinto walked over and sat down opposite Aubree Groove, “When did my little Auntie start liking cleanliness so much?”
“So you mean I was messy before?”
Agave Rinto was stumped.
Aubree Groove was never messy, but she always handled people and matters with a warm, spring-rain-like gentleness, believing that even a speck of dust had its value.
But her rejection just now was quite apparent.
This was too odd.
Soon, the owner served two bowls of wonton.
Aubree Groove took a light sniff, a fragrant aroma wafting towards her.
She picked up a spoon, ladling up a wonton and slowly brought it to her mouth.
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Agave Rinto fixed his gaze on her, not blinking.
The Young Lady’s red lips slightly parted, just as the wonton was about to disappear, the hand holding the spoon suddenly stiffened.
With the wonton close to her lips, she was in a predicament.
Under the obscure light of the night, the Young Lady’s eyes were slightly lowered, her expression unchanging.
The hand slowly dropped, and with a “clink,” the porcelain spoon struck the edge of the bowl, making a crisp sound.
The wonton fell back into the bowl.
“Why did you stop eating?”
Aubree Groove’s voice was light, like a spring breeze brushing over willow leaves, adding a touch of warmth to the cold night air.
“It’s late, I need to head back to The Arias.
These two bowls of wontons are on me.” Finishing her words, she took out her mobile phone and scanned the code to pay the bill in front of the owner.
Agave Rinto turned his head to look at Aubree Groove’s receding figure, his eyes growing deeper.
“Let me send you.”
“Who knows the plate of food, each grain is the fruit of hard work, don’t waste it.
I’ll take a cab home myself.” She spoke and walked away.
Agave Rinto sat down again, moved the bowl that belonged to Aubree Groove in front of him, picked up the spoon she had used, and scooped up a wonton to his mouth.
It was the wonton that she had almost eaten just now.
Agave Rinto smiled, popped the wonton into his mouth, and slowly chewed.
“The secrets surrounding you seem to be increasing.”
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Aubree Groove hailed a cab, not going back to The Arias, but to Perchers Goods Company.
She entered the password to open the door.
The living room was empty, Kelly Martinez wasn’t home.
Aubree Groove entered her bedroom, shut the door and sat with her legs crossed.
With her thoughts concentrated, she gradually forced another figure out of thin air.
“You don’t seem to be surprised to see me.”
“Princess Madeleine, I entered your dream to save a friend.
I didn’t expect to disturb you.
I’m sorry, I’ll find a way to release you to your Reincarnation.
Please leave.”
“This world is pretty interesting, what if I don’t leave?”
“You are a virtuous person.
In your next life, you will enjoy wealth and happiness.
Why choose to be a wandering ghost?”
“This Princess enjoys your body, and this world.
How about we make a deal?
You let me share your existence, and I’ll give you my merit.
The afterlife is dull, unseen and untouchable.
I like the present.
Why is it that only you entered my dream?
This proves we are fated.”
“Impossible.”
“You’re a cultivator, and you used all your merit to save people.
With your frail body, you couldn’t last long, but if I stay, you might hold on a bit longer.”
Aubree Groove began to chant, and the illusory figure in the void rippled like water waves, creating slight undulations.
But very soon, it regained stability.
“It’s useless, as long as I don’t want to, nobody can send me away.
I told you, we’re fated.”
Aubree Groove sighed gently, “So be it.”
Aubree Groove suppressed that consciousness to the deepest part of her soul.
A yawn resonated in her mind, “This princess is tired, let’s talk after I sleep.”
Aubree Groove slowly opened her eyes, her gaze deep as the ocean.
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At The Aria residence, Madam Aria had taken her medicine, “Where’s Aubree Groove?
Hasn’t she returned yet?”
Loretta took the bowl and put it aside, stooping down to wash Madam’s feet, “Miss just called to say she had gone back to the place she stayed before to get something.
She told Madam not to wait up for her and to go to bed early.”
“This child, she’s had it rough, running back and forth from the hospital every day.
She must’ve lost quite a bit of weight.
Can’t God show her some kindness?”
“Madam, Mr.
Cook’s surgery was a great success.
The good are blessed by heaven which applies to both the Miss and Mr.
Cook.”
“That truly is good news.” Madam’s spirits lifted somewhat.
“That boy from The Cooks is really good.
He was ready to risk his life for Aubree Groove this time.
His devotion is indeed rare.”
Loretta laughed, “Ah, Anton Cook.
His feelings for our Miss are beyond words.”
Madam Aria was excited, “Oh?
Tell me more.”
