Let Love Takes Away All This Pain By Jenna Writes novel Chapter 278

Chapter 278 is very enthusiastic 

Alva returned to her apartment, dropped off her luggage and called Jackson. 

But when he was on the line, she hung up and sent him a text. 

Text it. Alva looks at the apartment, opens the window, packs up. 

Doing it all, she called Ambrose. 

Tell him she’s back, going to work tomorrow, and then see if he’s home, she’s going to pick up candy. 

All this time, I wonder if candy has forgotten her. 

Alva smiled at the thought. 

The line went through and Ambrose’s voice said, “Hello.” 

“Ambrose, are you at home now?” 

The voice on the phone paused for two seconds and then said, “You’re back in Paris?” 

“Well, just arrived, are you at home? I’ll pick up candy if you’re home.” 

“No, I’m outside now, probably… Come back like this at nine o ‘clock at night.” 

“Well, I’ll come to your place shortly before nine o ‘clock at night.” 

“Okay, call me then.” 

“HMM.” 

After hanging up the phone, Alva organizes the information, the manuscript, and tomorrow morning she will report to the company. 

These things need to be shown to Ambrose, too. 

Clean it up. It’ll be evening soon. 

Alva looked at the time, went to the supermarket to buy vegetables and fruits, cooked a bowl of noodles and ate them, and went to Ambrose’s house. 

The car arrived at Ambrose’s villa, where the light was on. 

Looks like Ambrose is back. 

Alva pays, checks the time, rings the doorbell. 

Ten minutes to nine. 

At the sound of the doorbell, a large husky ran out, followed by a small tail. 

Not who candy is. 

Seeing Alva, candy immediately rushed over, enthusiastically 

scratching the white carved door, and shouted to Alva, “Woof! Woof!” 

The door blocked its enthusiasm, can only grasp the door, constantly calling. 

Alva looked at his cager appearance and smiled. 

Bending over, touching candy’s head, “You miss me?” 

candy licks her fingers and wants to hug her right now. 

But the gate blocked him and he couldn’t jump on Alva. 

Well, that really screwed it up. 

Alva laughs, “Don’t worry, can I run now that I’m here?” 

As he spoke, the door was opened. 

Alva looked up and Ambrose was standing inside. 

He smiled at her. “Right on time.” 

“Yes.” he said. 

As soon as he said that, a rush of force came, and Alva’s legs were held tightly. 

“Woof! Woof!” 

It was as if she had spoken not to him, but to Ambrose, and he became jealous, and kept barking at her to pay attention to her. 

Alva, her ears buzzing with the barking, leaned over to pick him up and patted him on the head. “Be quiet, it’s night, and I’ll be angry if I disturb someone else’s sleep.” 

I do not know whether I understand what she said or not, candy is not calling, holding her, enthusiastically licking her neck, her face. 

Alva can’t get enough of it. 

“candy, stop it.” 

Ambrose looked at Alva’s face with a gentle smile. 

It seemed like she hadn’t smiled like that in a long time. 

Every time he saw her smile so innocently, he was happy. 

That’s how she should laugh. 

The Husky was nearby, looking at Alva, then Ambrose, then candy in Alva’s arms, tail wagging and wagging. 

The two men and dogs went in. Jackson made Alva a cup of coffee and sat down. 

“I thought you’d be back for a few days.” 

He’s been reading all the papers for the last few days. 

It’s not easy for her to be one of the people involved. 

candy was on Alva’s lap and couldn’t get off. 

Hani wanted candy to play with him, so he squatted nearby and tickled candy with his front PAWS. 

candy tilts her head, burying her face in Alva’s stomach and ignoring him. 

Hani was worried, and his tail swept and swept on the ground. 

Alva touched candy’s head with a soft smile. 

She looked at Ambrose, her eyes stained with crystal light in the lamplight. “I’ll be back when I’m done.” 

Ambrose looked at the glow in her eyes, looked down, took a sip of coffee and said, “You’re such a workaholic.” 

Couldn’t look her in the eye for fear of getting sucked in. 

“No way, the boss issued the highest order, I do not do well, to be fired what can be done?” 

Ambrose curled his lips. “The boss doesn’t want to lose such a good employee.” 

After a conversation, Alva picked up candy and said, “Ambrose, it’s getting late. I’m going home.”