Chapter 1236
"Ha...!"
Nial chortled at Faye's question, and he looked back at Faye. "Young lady, this brother is married."
Anthony halted and looked at her seriously. "Charmine is my wife, and our child is five years old."
Faye met his cold eyes and bit her lip, feeling as though a bucket of cold water was dumped on her.
He was married and, worse still, had a five-year-old child!
She looked at his back and fell silent for a few seconds. Not wanting to give up, she caught up to him and continued, "Brother Anthony, your wife is so beautiful."
Anthony thought of Charmine's face, and his expression softened unconsciously. "Yeah, she is." "You two must be so much in love, huh?" added Faye again.
"Not just that. She's my life, and she's irreplaceable," said Anthony coldly.
Faye felt sour; she did not like this feeling.
She wanted to talk to Anthony more, but he was too handsome that she dared not to speak.
If this went on, Anthony would start hating her!
She would have plenty of time to ask in the future.
After arranging the rooms for them, Faye returned to the living room.
Frank stood in the pavilion outside with his hands crossed as his clear eyes looked ahead. He took out his flute and placed it by his lips. He did not move for a long time.
After a while, he took away the flute and hung it on his waist.
Faye walked over. "Brother."
Frank asked, "Is everything prepared?" "Yeah."
Faye sounded worried when she added, "It's cold in the forest at night. Will they catch a cold?" "Don’t worry," Frank said gently, 'Til get some wood to make a fire." "You don’t have to go, Brother." Faye thought of something, and her clear eyes shifted. "Leave it to me." "You’re not safe alone," Frank pointed out. "Let me do it. You’ll prepare breakfast at home." "Don’t worry about it, Brother," Faye insisted, "just leave it with me. So many men are here, and I'll just ask one of them to help me." "They're guests... Faye?"
Before Frank even finished, he heard footsteps going away.
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