To Be Yours Again By Taylor

Chapter 130

Chapter 130 All Thanks to You

Jenny had seen Alec’s text, but she didn’t reply. She didn’t know what to say. On top of that, she didn’t want to pay him any attention, much less forgive him. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

When she thought of Alec living opposite her house and running into him any time she opened her door, she screamed inwardly.

She got up suddenly from her bed and packed up all her clothes. She couldn’t stay there anymore.

The next day, when she dragged her suitcase out of her house, she ran into Alec. She couldn’t help groaning to herself about her bad luck. She didn’t look at him, wanting to leave. But Alec’s gaze darted to her suitcase, and his face shifted. “Are you going on a trip?”

She didn’t answer. She was already at the elevator.

“Answer me.” Alec’s face had darkened. He barricaded her, not planning to let her go if she didn’t tell him where she was going.

Jenny was speechless. She looked up and glared at him. “Can’t I move out?”

“Why are you moving out? Don’t you like this place?” he asked.

She merely glanced at him and said calmly, “Perry Residence is great, except for the fact that someone I hate is my neighbor.”

She had spoken very directly. Alec’s face could not be any sourer.

“Please let me pass, Mr. Faust,” she said angrily. The elevator had arrived. Jenny pushed the man before her, who had become something like a statue.

He didn’t let her pass. He stared at her for a long time before finally saying, “If you don’t want to see me, I’ll move out.”

Jenny was dubious and a little disbelieving. “You’ll move?”

“Yeah.” He nodded. “I’ll move into Faust Mansion. I made you live there for two years alone. Sorry about that.”

Jenny didn’t mind. When she heard that he would move, her spirits lifted considerably. “It’s alright. The mansion was actually really nice.”

Although Alec had never visited in those two years, Jenny had to admit that her years spent in that mansion were pretty good.

“Is that so?” Alec raised an eyebrow and said, “If you like it, you can live there any time.”

Jenny laughed awkwardly. She would go crazy before she lived there again.

Alec didn’t think she would live there, anyway. It was all talk. “I’ll help you with that.”

“There’s no need…” Right as she declined, he took the suitcase. Jenny could only watch helplessly as he

carried the suitcase to her house.

The door opened, and he carried it in. “Have you eaten breakfast?”*

She shook her head. She busied herself with moving out right after she woke up. How could she have the time for breakfast?

“I’ll make it. What do you want to eat?” he said, walking toward the kitchen. Jenny was still too shocked to say anything. “Are you okay with toast?” he asked, popping his head out from the kitchen. He had tied

Jenny’s pink apron around his waist. It looked surreal.

Jenny hummed in response. This all felt like a dream. Was Alec Faust actually going to make her

breakfast? Could he even make breakfast? He was Alec Faust. He never dirtied his hands in his life. How could he make breakfast? She couldn’t believe it.

However, sounds came from the kitchen. When Jenny walked in, he was beating eggs expertly. He looked. just like a homemaker.

“You… can cook?” She was just too curious to stay quiet.