You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 752

Michelle woke up late since today was unusually sunny. For three consecutive days, it had been raining hard in Lexingport City.

The weather didn't improve until today.

Since the sun was out, Elaine decided to get up early to wash the clothes and bed sheets. She asked Adams to help her with the housework, and together, they cleaned up the house.

Meanwhile, the house next door also sounded busy. Victor, who was in charge of moving the furniture, stood in the yard and barked orders. "Be careful with those!" he shouted at the workers.

Within the community, old people were walking while children were playing tag with each other. The ambiance was very lively.

After taking out the trash bag and throwing it into the garbage, Adams came back and said to his wife, "Have you heard the noise next door?"

Elaine, who was busy trimming vegetables for her to cook later in the kitchen, leaned back and turned to look at him. "Are Baylor and his wife back? They have been staying in their son-in-law's house for more than six months. I thought they'd never come back."

"No, it's not Baylor. I kept a close eye on what's happening over there, and I'm sure we have some new neighbors." Adams stood beside his wife in the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, and began trimming vegetables with her.

"You trim the vegetables and I'll cut the meat." She moved over a little bit and gave him some space. Then, she reached for the kitchen knife and chopping board. While cutting the meat, she said, "Did Baylor rent out the house?"

"That's how it looks. I don't know if they're renting it or the new neighbors have already bought it," he replied.

She stopped cutting meat for a second and said, "They probably didn't sell it since Baylor and his wife can't live in their son-in-law's house forever. They're not used to living there. So many troublesome things happen in rich families. Moreover, Baylor and his wife didn't want their daughter Crystal to marry their son-in-law at that time. If it weren't for... Well, forget about it."

After that, they dropped the topic altogether and continued trimming the vegetables. When they were done, Adams wiped his hands with a dry towel. "I'll wash some strawberries for Mimi. She can eat them once she wakes up."

"Go knock on her door. If she continues sleeping, I'm afraid she might get a headache."

He smiled and walked out of the kitchen.

On his way up to her room, he saw Michelle yawning as she walked downstairs.

"Oh. You're up. Did you get enough sleep?" Adams held the strawberries, which he had just washed, and showed them to Michelle. "I'll put them on the table."

"Okay." Still groggy from waking up, she nodded and lazily sat on the sofa. "I'm so sleepy. Last night, I slept at two o'clock since I'd been talking to Lydia over the phone."

"Lydia? Is she the one who'll finish graduate school next year?" Adams remembered her well. "Your mom mentioned her and Austin to me two days ago. They're studying at B University, right? They were classmates at university, and are still classmates at graduate school.

Just like me and your mom." He looked into the kitchen and smiled.

"Yes. Not only are they classmates, but they're also..." Suddenly, Michelle cupped her hand and covered her mouth. She remembered she wasn't suppose to say anything about it. Good thing she was able to stop herself before she did.

Now, her mind was fully awake, and the sleep in her eyes had been rubbed off.

Confused, Adams tilted his head and asked, "What are they?"

"Nothing." She shook her head, stood up, and walked out. "Lydia said she sent me a lot of snacks. The courier's calling me to take the package. I'll go and get it, Dad. Bye!"

Every time she tried to hide something, she would raise her voice as though she was trying to tell other people to stop asking her. Her voice was loud enough for her mother to hear her in the kitchen. Elaine shouted, "Is it heavy? Let your dad help you."

"No, I'm good! They're only snacks!" Michelle shouted back, then disappeared at the door.

However, when she saw the big parcels in front of her, she immediately regretted not asking for help. Her jaw slightly dropped in disbelief. She looked at the courier and asked, "Are they all mine?"