Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection (PDF) novel Chapter 339

Chapter 339 The Orphanage 

Perhaps it was due to the snow, I was in a good mood. I quickly changed into thick clothes and went downstairs, ready to go for a walk. 

Mother and Alexander returned to the hall, where a steaming breakfast was prepared on the dining table. Watching me eat porridge, Alexander asked, “Are you going to the company today?” 

I nodded, looking at him as I counter-questioned, “Aren’t you going?” 

He raised an eyebrow, “Don’t expect me to work overtime on the weekend, I have plans.” 

I actually forgot, today is the weekend. 

Thinking of this, I asked, “Are you going to the welfare home?” 

Mother and Alexander nodded together, “Yes, are you going?” 

I had forgotten that it was the weekend and I didn’t have to go to the office. Plus, it was snowing, which put me in a good mood. Unconsciously, I remembered what Walter had told me before, that the wintersweet in the backyard of the old house had bloomed. 

Seeing that I wasn’t talking, the two of them didn’t press me with questions. After eating breakfast and packing up, they left. 

I had originally planned to go to the office, but the snow today was truly beautiful. I couldn’t help but feel a bit playful, so I ended up joining my mother and Alexander, and left the house with them. 

On the car, seeing that the car was not going directly to the welfare home, I curiously asked, “Are we going anywhere else?” 

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138k over the conversation, “Go pick up Marjorie, she’s going 

Marjorie. 

In no time, the car stopped outside a residential area, where Marjorie seemed to have been waiting for a while. She was dressed in a thick pink down jacket, her médium-length hair was tied up in a bun, looking young and playful, showing no signs of age. 

Alexander was driving, with our mother in the passenger seat, naturally, Marjorie and I ended up in the back seat. 

Seeing me, Marjorie was somewhat surprised, but she soon showed me a friendly smile. 

I wasn’t really familiar with her, so after returning her smile faintly, I 

turned my gaze to the car window and zoned out. 

Mother and Marjorie seemed quite close, chatting all the way. Occasionally, Alexander would join in their conversation. I couldn’t get a word in, so naturally, I remained silent. 

Halfway through, the cell phone rang. It was a text message from Walter. 

I glanced down at the text message, [Not going to the company today? Got other things to do?] 

At first, I didn’t react. A few seconds later, I couldn’t help but look back through the rear window. I saw two black cars following behind. Then I remembered, he said last night that he would arrange for bodyguards to follow me. 

No wonder he knew so quickly that I wasn’t going to the company today. 

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the text message and replied with one. [Hmm!] Then I closed the phone. 

Alexander probably noticed the car behind as well, giving me a meaningful glance through the rearview mirror. 

Unintentionally meeting his gaze, I glared back at him, warning him to shut up. 

Noticing my interaction with Alexander, Marjorie looked at me with a soft smile and said, “Tabatha, you look much more beautiful than the last time I saw you.” 

I smiled and said, “Last time was quite embarrassing.” 

She gave a slight smile and said no more. 

Welfare Home. 

After getting off the car, Alexander and his mother began to move things from the trunk. The director of the welfare home came out to greet us, smiling and saying hello to us. 

This was essentially my first time here. I might have come when I was very young, but it was so long ago that I’ve forgotten. This place is somewhat remote, and it seems that all the facilities have begun to age. It looks like it’s been around for quite some time. 

“First time here?” Alexander saw me looking around, presumably thinking I was curious, so he whispered in my ear. 

I nodded, turned to look at him, “Do you come here often?” 

He shrugged, his expression calm as he said, “I lived here for a few years when I was a child, and would come back when I was in school. After that, I went abroad to study and might come back once a year. However, I have been coming here occasionally recently.” 

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I realized, so he had once lived here?