Uncle's Love: My Sweet Little Wife novel Chapter 120

Kara entered the apartment and fell in love with it at first glance.

Sunlight streamed into the room through the French Windows. She felt very comfortable in it.

"Donald, if I don't leave the studio, can I stay in this apartment forever?"

"Yes."

Seeing the little girl staring at him with bright eyes, he swallowed the words that he was about to say.

This apartment was a gift from Master Larry to celebrate her admission into University A, but Master Larry was awkward and did not want to tell her directly, but let Donald bring her over.

If she liked it, he would give the key to her.

"Wow, Donald, can I clean up this afternoon?"

"Yes."

"Yay! Donald, this apartment is awesome!"

There were two bedrooms, one living room, a kitchen, and a large bathroom. The most wonderful thing was that there was a large balcony.

When she pushed open the window of the room, she could see a small garden. In the distance, there were mountains for sightseeing. There were rivers around the mountains.

"What do you need? I'll drive you to buy it."

"Is it a gift?" Kara laughed, her big eyes flashing with bright light.

"It could be!"

Donald smiled. When he saw her smile so happily, his mood improved.

When he heard her speak, he found that before the little girl spoke, she would definitely call him Donald. Her delicate and gentle voice was really pleasant.

Kara noted down the things she wanted to buy on her phone, and then the two went to the mall.

The two of them walked around the mall for a few hours and returned to the apartment to clean up together. Kara looked at the place she had personally cleaned up and felt a sense of accomplishment.

"Donald, I've recorded all the things I bought. I'll give you the money next month."

Donald shook his head. Seeing that her hair was a little messy, he wanted to help her comb it, but he felt that it was too intimate. He put his hand in his pocket.

"We agreed that you would draw a painting for me. As for your skill, I earned it."

"Donald, are you so sure that my painting will be valuable?"

Kara was only interested in painting at the beginning, but it became a habit after learning from her mother. Now painting could help her get into University A, so she continued to paint.

However, she was not confident that her work could be sold for money.

"I've never lost money on any of the stocks I've invested in." Donald was very confident.

Kara raised her eyebrows, pouted, and took out her phone, "Then which company are you investing in? I'll buy it too."

"The SA Group."

Kara rolled her eyes.

Kara wanted to treat him to a meal to show her gratitude, but she suddenly received a call from Libby, asking when she would go back. She said the medicine she brewed was almost cold.

"Miss Kara, Dr. Will said that you can't stop the medicine."

Libby said this with a guilty look. She turned to look at the annoyed face of Mr. James and hoped that Kara would come back soon.

Mr. James gave off a cold aura. The air conditioner was turned on in the villa, and it was still so cold that people wanted to put on more clothes.

"Okay, I will go back now." Kara hung up the phone and said sorry to Donald.

When Donald heard her explanation and thought of the faint smell of medicine on her, he frowned slightly.

"Do you take medicine every day?"

How could a normal girl take medicine every day?

"It was because I was too weak that I needed to be nursed. The medicine was just for a course of treatment. I have been taking it for several months." Kara was helpless.

After taking those medicine, she could clearly feel that she was much better, and the most obvious thing was that... she gained weight!

"Medicine is somewhat harmful. It's better to take less medicine."

Donald, who usually had a smile on his face, now turned around and left with no expression on his face.

Kara was in a fog and felt that Donald's reaction was a little intense.

Did he dislike her for taking medicine?

When she was young, because she often took medicine, the smell of medicine on her body was disliked by others. Now looking at Donald's upset face, she suddenly felt upset.

It was Mason who went to pick her up. She found him looking at the rearview mirror from time to time.

"Mason, what do you want to say?"