Chapter 517
Chapter 517:
Cayson responded with a thoughtful “Well,” musing to himself that Austin was shrewd. He suspected Austin had foregone taking the money this time to secure another opportunity to see Yelena.
Meanwhile, Austin had an odd feeling, as if someone was discussing him.
“Hey, Austin, you ditched me to go on a date with your girl. How was it?” John teased, approaching Austin.
Austin pushed John away gently, aware that John’s inquiry was likely prompted by Maggie. “Not bad,” Austin replied casually.
“Wow!” John, brimming with curiosity, eagerly asked Austin, “So, what went down p>
Austin, standing and stretching with a yawn, replied, “Man, I’m exhausted p>
John, persistent, called out to Austin a few more times. He knew Austin tended to dodge when love troubles were brought up. Determined to uncover the truth for Maggie’s sake, John was about to confront Austin.
But suddenly, there was a loud bang—the door slammed shut just as John approached, almost catching his nose.
Rubbing his nearly injured nose, John muttered, “Austin, if you’ve hurt my nose, you’re in trouble p>
Then, the door swung open again. John quickly plastered on a grin, hoping to charm Austin. “Hey, Austin p>
Austin peered out with a frown. “Aren’t you supposed to be heading home p>
John’s smile stiffened as he replied, “I… I won’t be going back tonight p>
Squinting suspiciously, Austin’s eyes flashed with warning. “What mess have you gotten into now p>
John chuckled nervously, scratching his head. “Nothing like that, really p>
“Just go away, then p>
𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕥 ⳑ𝕒𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗲𝗅𝘀[ꞏ]𝚌𝗈𝗺
Desperate, John clutched at Austin’s hand, practically on his knees. “Please, Austin, just let me stay tonight p>
Austin looked down at John, saying, “You said it—just one night p>
John let out a quiet sigh of relief and said ingratiatingly, “Just one night p>
With a final bang, Austin shut the door once more.
Only then did John head back to the guest room, feeling somewhat relieved. Though initially empty, Austin’s guest room had gradually filled up with John’s belongings over time, almost making it seem like his own room.
“Just one night? Ha, as if p>
As Sunday arrived, an ideal day for the Harris family’s relocation, movers arrived early to transport the family belongings.
Yelena descended the stairs with a black duffel bag in tow. “Yelena, you shouldn’t be lugging that yourself. Let the movers handle it,” Donna advised her.
As she spoke, Donna reached to relieve Yelena of the bag, but Yelena quickly sidestepped, keeping the bag out of Donna’s reach. Donna paused, a brief flash of sadness crossing her face as she realized Yelena might still harbor some resentment.
Noticing the hurt look on Donna’s face, Yelena clarified her actions, saying, “It’s just really heavy p>
Cayson, observing the interaction between Yelena and Donna, decided to intervene and lighten the mood. “Why hang onto something so heavy? Hand it over,” Cayson interjected. He reached out and took the bag from Yelena, who released it without resistance.
Initially, Cayson felt no weight, but the moment Yelena released the bag, he staggered, nearly toppling over.
Yelena’s gaze met Cayson’s, her eyes playfully questioning if he had been too dramatic.
Embarrassed to look inept in front of his sister, Cayson let out a nervous chuckle and responded, “I wasn’t expecting it to be that heavy p>