The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 580

He glanced at Hans. "Don't worry. Until Petty is completely cured, I won't disappear."

If she hadn't run into him, given her psychological state at the time, the weeds on her grave would have grown back several times over by now.

He turned and trudged into the apartment complex. Hans watched him throw his head back for yet another massive yawn, stumbling over his own feet as if he were going to collapse into the grass and fall asleep on the spot.

Hans rolled up the window. "Drive."

Arriving back at the Green Estate, Hans stepped out of the car and headed inside, asking the butler, "Why is my brother home today?"

"The young master caught a cold," the butler replied.

A cold. That explained it.

It made sense why his brother's voice had sounded a bit congested on the phone earlier.

Heading up to the second floor, Hans knocked on the bedroom door.

"Come in."

Hearing it up close, the congestion was even more obvious.

Hans pushed the door open to find Parrish sitting on the sofa, reviewing some documents.

Parrish probably hadn't expected him home so soon. Assuming it was the butler, he didn't even look up as he flipped a page.

On the coffee table in front of him sat a full glass of water. No steam rose from it; it was clearly dead cold, and he hadn't taken a single sip.

Hans clicked his tongue. "Are you trying to run your body into the ground?"

Hearing his voice, Parrish raised a hand. "Stop right there. Don't come any closer. Leave the door open."

Hans paused with his hand on the doorknob and obediently stayed put.

Belvedere Heights.

Parrish looked up. "Petty's old place?"

As his older brother, he naturally knew that Hans used to crash there all the time when he wasn't filming. Hans and Petty had practically grown up together. Even if Hans's intentions weren't entirely pure, Petty had always treated him like family.

Hans nodded. "Petty mentioned she might want to take Manley to live there eventually. The place has been empty for over half a year. Didn't Grandpa get my fortune read when we were kids and say I had an overwhelmingly strong aura? I figured I'd go sleep there for a few nights to clear the energy."

Parrish listened quietly, finally letting out a long sigh.

"What are your plans now?"

Hans had officially retired from the entertainment industry and would never step foot on a film set again.

He leaned against the doorframe, crossing his long legs casually. "Joining the family company, obviously. If I don't hold absolute power in my own hands, how am I supposed to protect her in the future?"