Chapter 1584 A Room
Kurt’s surprisingly caring statement seemed to be exactly what Vivian needed.
“You’re staying, then?”
Kurt sputtered, “I’m going to school.”
Wiping her tears, Vivian reasoned, “You won’t have classes every day. My brothers told me that university class schedules are shorter and more flexible. Plus, you won’t be going there on the weekends. That has nothing to do with you staying here.”
She looked like a child who had emerged triumphant in a play fight.
Kurt was speechless, and his heartbeat was quicker than he would like to admit.
He heard himself asking, “Sure you want me to live here?”
Vivian’s eyes reddened with tears as she replied, “Of course. You said you’ll protect me, right? Shouldn’t my bodyguard live in the same place as me? And you’ve always lived with me in the past.”
It had taken her a lot of courage to plead with him to stay. If he refused, Vivian did not think she could ever bring herself to utter these words to him again.
Her case made, Vivian waited nervously for Kurt’s reply.
Thankfully, Kurt did not protest against her wishes. He turned his head away, communicating his agreement with his silence.
Vivian was so happy she could walk on air.
Later that night, she arranged for the household staff to prepare dinner for two and clean up one of the rooms for Kurt. She also asked a maid to stock up the room with some daily necessities.
A maid showed Kurt to his room after dinner. When he opened his room door, he was struck silent by the sight of clean sheets, a neat desk, and a bathroom stocked with an array of toiletries.
Kurt’s silence alarmed the maid, who wondered if he despised the pink lace-trimmed bedsheets they had used for his bed in a pinch.
Hastily, she explained, “I must apologize, Mr. Lopez. Ms. Vivian did not inform us about your stay until today, so we only have her bedsheets available for use. Rest assured, she has instructed us to replace these sheets by the weekend. Until then, we hope you won’t mind using these.”
Girly bed sheets were the least of Kurt’s concerns.
He could not begin to describe his emotions upon learning that he had a tidy room to his name.
No one knows how I’ve pulled through the past year.
From the moment he admitted his identity in front of Vivian and took his stance, he had never expected to have a room of his own again.
Back then, he had been wandering through life like a lone wolf, living off the streets like a shadow.
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