Lindsay seemed to guess why Aunt Nina was like that, she only smiled and did not explain.
She and Hugo were nothing more than a deal, and she had no right to interfere in his private life.
In his absence, Lindsay also felt a little more at home.
Lindsay entered in the room, only to see the entire bedroom furnishings, the decoration style was unique, with the black and white pattern, which was simple and sharp, luxury but not vulgar, elegant and with unique taste.
"This is the young master's room. "Aunt Nina smiled, since they were married, they were husband and wife, so naturally they had to sleep together.
Lindsay opened her mouth, but found no words to say, and could only nod obligingly.
It was hard to sleep the first night in an unfamiliar place, so she leaned over the bed and browsed job-hunting websites with her phone, she wanted to find a job to settle down, to take care of her mother and to give the baby in her belly a future.
Oh?
Lindsay was surprised to see a job opening for a translator. It was not surprising to see an opening position for translator, what was surprising though, it was the A Country language.
A Country was where Gavin sent her, it was a third world country, situated in the tropics, and not many people had learned the language of that country. The languages that circulated in the world were the languages of the more developed and powerful countries.
The pay and benefits were all good.
So she left personal information.
Then she put the phone down and lay down to sleep.
Moonlight poured in front of the window like slippery silk, soft and gentle in the dead of night.
The woman in the bed unconsciously drifted off to sleep as a beam of white light poured into the courtyard from outside and a Maybach drove in from outside and stopped.
The car door opened and a magnificent figure stepped out of the car, he stepped into the house, and his steps were not as steady as usual, there was a bit of fidgeting.
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