He Didn’t Look for Me Until I Was Dead (by Durrin) novel Chapter 36

The man’s thin lips were pressed tightly together, as if he had been choked, and he fell silent for a

moment.

It seemed he wanted to say something, but for some unknown reason, he hesitated and dared not speak.

I let out a mocking laugh: “Since you have nothing to say, I’ll go in first.”

Before entering, I turned my gaze to Georgia and warned, “If you bother me again for such a foolish reason, don’t blame me for being rude.”

With that, I slammed the door shut with a bang.

After a whole day of work, I was already annoyed, and now I had to deal with this inexplicable mess at home–truly the height of bad luck.

It was quiet outside the door. Fuming, I was about to head to the kitchen to cook and try to calm myself down.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang again. When I looked up, I saw Georgia’s handbag still sitting on the

sofa.

With a sigh, I put down the kitchen knife and went outside to pick up her handbag.

As soon as I opened the door, I shoved it into the visitor’s arms: “Here, take it, stop both…”

Before I could finish, my voice abruptly stopped.

Because the person standing outside wasn’t Georgia, but Reginald, looking utterly surprised.

I thought it would take him at least a few months to handle his work abroad, but I didn’t expect him to return to the country so soon.

So I asked in a daze, “Why are you back?”

Reginald raised his eyebrows and smiled at me: “What? You didn’t want me to come back?”

My tense mood instantly eased at his playful words, and I shook my head: “That’s not it, but you said you were going to handle work. Why so fast? Is everything done?”

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Reginald smiled helplessly: “Why do you have so many questions? Let’s talk slowly.”

As he spoke, he lifted the bag in his hand: “What’s going on? Who made you so angry?”

I gave a bitter laugh: “This is Georgia’s. I just had an argument with them.”

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Reginald keenly caught the implication in my words and repeated in confusion, “Them? Who else besides Georgia?”

Judging by his expression, he had already guessed.

So I didn’t answer such an obvious question.

Reginald asked again, “Why were they arguing with you at your door?”

I shrugged and pointed to the door across the hall, replying, “Because Calvin moved in across from me.

As soon as I finished speaking, as if to confirm my words, the door across the hall suddenly opened.

Calvin’s tall figure stepped out, and Georgia stood by his side.

Reginald’s expression darkened, which was rare for him. He tossed the bag to Calvin and asked coldly, “This isn’t a coincidence, is it?”

Everyone understood that he was referring to Calvin moving in across from my place.

Calvin caught the bag and handed it back to Georgia. When he looked at Reginald, his expression was open and honest: “No, it’s not.”

I hadn’t expected him to admit it so directly, and clearly neither had Georgia–her expression looked as if she’d been struck by lightning.

Reginald immediately bristled with vigilance, as if his entire body was on guard.

If looks could kill, Calvin would have been riddled with bloody holes from the daggers in Reginald’s eyes.

Seeing the atmosphere turn into a battlefield, I quickly grabbed the corner of Reginald’s shirt, trying to change the subject: “Did you come straight here from the airport?”

“Have you eaten yet? I was planning to cook today. Why don’t you try my cooking?”

Reginald understood my intention, withdrew his hostile gaze, and nodded at me: “Alright, I’ve never had your cooking before.”

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Seeing how cooperative he was, I couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Chapter 37