JoyReadChapter 7 His Rival ScoopsUp I owned a villa by Willowbrook Lake. It was a gift from my parents, and it was finally proving useful.
Once I arrived, the chauffeur offered to helpmove in, but I just wanted to do it alone. So, I found an excuse to send him off and started moving the boxes myself.
The boxes weren't too heavy, but the constant trips up and down were exhausting since the bedroom was on the second floor. I was already panting by the second round.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs I stood in front of the third box catching my breath, a surprised male voice cfrom behind me. "Jane?" Why did the voice sound so familiar? I turned around in confusion, and when I saw the tall man in a white shirt and black pants walking toward me, I froze.
Eric Flint? What was he doing here? Eric and I went to the scollege. He was the president of the student council while Jeremiah was the vice president. The two often clashed over work and constantly fought. Over time, they becmortal enemies.
Since Jeremiah disliked Eric, I never got close to him. We were just acquaintances who exchanged polite nods though we crossed paths frequently.
But he was the one who extended a helping hand during my lowest moments in my past life. Now that I saw Eric, it almost felt like he radiated the glow of a savior.
"So it is you. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me." He approached, and his gaze landed on the boxes at my feet. "What are these?" I smiled and answered truthfully, "I'm moving." Eric seemed to instantly understand. He raised an eyebrow and said in a teasing tone, "Splitting up already? What happened? Is Jeremiah kicking you out to bring his mistress in?" Eric was sharp-tongued as ever. Jeremiah could never match his verbal sparring, and that was why he detested Eric so much.
But judging from what he said... It seemed he had caught wind of Jeremiah's rampant scandals.
Even as a bystander, he could see through Jeremiah and Elsa's relationship. Yet Jeremiah insisted on feedingclumsy lies.
As I recalled how I had fallen for his deceptions in my past life, I couldn't help feeling pathetic.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI exhaled slowly and replied, "He didn't kickout. I decided to move out, but his mistress moving in isn't far off." I figured that once we got a divorce, Elsa would waste no tclaiming my place as Jeremiah's wife.
As I bent down to lift the heaviest box, a strong arm intercepted and took it over. "I'll take this. You grab the smaller one." Eric effortlessly hoisted the box and headed inside.
As I carried the smaller box and followed him, I stared at him from behind. It suddenly struckthat he lived in the villa opposite mine.
In my past life, I often chere to recover from heartbreak and even ran into him several times. But I didn't expect to see him again so soon.
While I was lost in thought, I missed a step and slipped. My body lurched forward, and my knees slammed into the stairs as the box flew out of my grip. I gasped in pain and could barely get back up.
Hearing the commotion, Eric dropped his box and rushed over to help me. "Where are you hurt?" He tried to helpup.
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