Algerone Swain fiddled around in the fuse box for a bit and quickly found the cause. He then said to her in a relaxed tone, "Don't worry, it's easy to fix once you know the problem."
"Uh-huh," Belinda thought to herself, "Thank goodness he's here tonight. Otherwise... I would certainly have been scared sick."
She was the type of person who had to sleep with the lights on, which significantly affected her sleep quality.
Tonight, Algerone was like a hero.
About a minute later, click, the whole house was brightly lit.
Success!
Belinda finally breathed a sigh of relief. The tension in her body dissipated, and she felt like she had recovered from a serious illness. At the same time, she was amazed, "You even know how to fix this?"
As Belinda let go of him, she noticed he was looking at her, his gaze unwavering.
He didn't answer her question, simply staring at her with a serious expression. She wasn't sure what he was thinking.
"Um..." The woman felt a little awkward, "Thank you."
"No need for thanks." Algerone Swain quickly closed the cable box, and when he looked at her again, he noticed she still seemed a bit worried, her apprehension clear to him.
He said, "It's okay. I can stay with you a little longer. If you're worried about the unstable voltage, I can wait with you for Monica to come back."
Their gazes met.
Belinda looked into his deep, dark eyes, at his mature and sincere face, and felt an indescribable emotion swelling within her, a hint of sorrow present as well.
However, she quickly composed herself and said, "I'll check if the water is still heating." With that, she turned and walked into the kitchen.
Algerone Swain also averted his gaze, sighing softly to himself as he sat down on the living room couch. The woman was busy in the kitchen.
Time ticked away, the quietness around them palpable.
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