The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 815

Urged on by Julian, Penelope drove them straight to the coast, arriving just before noon.

The beach villa was empty. After a quick phone call with Hubert, Julian dragged Penelope toward the shoreline. From a distance, she spotted Theodore. He was standing on the beach in a black overcoat, the ocean breeze whipping at the hem.

Beside him stood a petite woman in a white dress. She fluttered around him like a butterfly dancing in the wind. She was looking up at him, and even from this distance, Penelope could see the obsessive infatuation in her eyes.

Penelope recognized the woman.

It was the new neighbor who had moved in next door—the sister of the boy she had nearly run over a few days ago.

Penelope's eyes narrowed. So the new neighbor was Theodore's mysterious gaming teammate?

What a coincidence!

As they walked closer, they found Hubert sitting cross-legged in the sand, stuffing his face with cake, his eyes narrowed in absolute bliss.

Julian smacked him on the shoulder. "I told you to spy on Dad and report back! Is this how you spy?"

Hubert frowned. "Dad's right over there. I'm watching him, aren't I?"

"You're just watching! You didn't report the massive security threat!"

"What security threat?"

"He's with a woman!"

"Oh."

Seeing that Hubert entirely missed the point, Julian rolled his eyes in sheer frustration.

Penelope was much more direct. Without a word, she kicked Hubert in the leg. You raise an army for a thousand days just to use them for one, and this little brat was completely useless.

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