“Because the villa is my husband’s and he doesn’t like outsiders coming to the house, he needs to be consulted.” Christine White explains.
Debby York nodded, “So, go ahead and ask then, I’m just too curious about your house.”
“Well, I asked then, I’ll message you back later.” Christine White said, speaking the phone to hang up, then pulled up WeChat and spoke to Baird Lane.
Expecting Baird Lane to be slow to reply, I didn’t expect him to reply to the message in less than two minutes: whatever!
Two short words had proved that he didn’t mind Debby York coming to the cottage to see her, which had both surprised and amazed Christine White a little.
She suddenly realized that he had actually become so nice to talk to when she didn’t know it.
In the old days, he would never have been what he is now.
“Baird, thank you.” Christine White thanked Baird Lane by voice, and immediately afterward told Debby York what he had agreed to.
Debby York got the message and moved right over.
It was her first time to come to such a luxurious villa, just like Luise grandma entering the Grand View Garden, looking at everything is rare.
“I go, I finally know what it means to be rich, this is not a villa, this is a manor, right?” Debby York was staggered, a pair of eyeballs even kept looking around, half a day could not come back to God.
Christine White just felt funny when she saw this silly look on her face, “Alright, I’ll take you to see it slowly in a while, have a glass of water.”
Christine White placed a glass of water with honey on it in front of her.
Debby York took a few deep breaths to suppress her awe and took a sip of the honeyed water before exclaiming, “It’s true that rich people’s water is as good as ordinary people’s.”
“You can pull that off.” Christine White couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
Debby York hemmed and hawed.
Christine White sat down beside her, “You said you had a gift for me, what is it?”
Debby York looked twinkly for a moment, put down the cup in her hand, opened her bag, and took a small box out of it.
“What’s this?” Christine White picked it up curiously.
Debby York told her to open it and look at it.
She did as she was told and opened the box, which actually contained a crystal bracelet.
She picked the necklace up, lifted it to her eyes and looked at it, exclaiming, “It’s beautiful!”
“Like it?” Debby York asked.
Christine White nods.
“I bought it exclusively Land for you.” Debby York said.
Christine White put the bracelet back in the box, “Why did you suddenly remember to give me this?”
“Well … The main reason is that last time you helped me a lot, I always wanted to thank you a bit, and if I invite you to dinner, I don’t think the sincerity is enough, so after thinking about it, I bought this, the price is not very expensive, don’t mind it.” Debby York said while taking the bracelet from her hand and then put it on her.
Christine White looked at the bracelet on her wrist and really liked it the more she looked at it, and hastily shook her head back, “Wouldn’t mind, I like everything you give me.”
“That’s good.” Debby York tugged at the corners of her mouth as if she wanted to laugh, but for some reason, it didn’t really come out, and she looked a little strange instead.
Christine White was so absorbed in the joy of receiving her bracelet that she naturally didn’t notice this.
At this moment, Aunt Lucy walked over with a thermos bucket and gently placed it on the coffee table, “Mistress, this is the soup for Master, you can bring it over later.”
“Okay.” Christine White nodded.
Aunt Lucy gave Debby York another friendly smile before turning to go about her business again.
Debby York looked in the direction Aunt Lucy had left and finally dropped her gaze to the thermos on the coffee table, her eyes darkening, and her hand, resting on her leg, tightening much more unnaturally.
“Christine.”
“Hmm?” Christine White answered.
Debby York picked up the honey water and drank it in one gulp, then handed it to her, “Pour me another.”
“Okay.” Christine White readily agreed, took the glass of water and headed to the kitchen.
A few minutes later, she returned to the living room only to find it empty.
She gave a strange eep, set her glass of water down and looked around, muttering, “Where is everyone?”
Is it gone?
But it can’t be. It’s only been a few minutes.
Thinking about this, Christine White hurriedly put her hand in the shape of a trumpet to her ear and tried to call out, “Debby ? Debby ?”
“I’m here.” Debby York’s voice came from the direction of the restroom.
Christine White turned to look, only to see her walk up with a face full of water, that was extremely pale.
Christine White was startled and rushed forward to ask, “What’s wrong with you?”
“I’m fine, I just washed my face.” Debby York replied as she avoided her gaze, barely squeezing out a smile.
Christine White frowned, “Nothing? But I don’t see you looking well, is something wrong?”
With that, she reached out her hand ready to touch Debby York’s forehead.
But Debby York hastily raised her hand to catch her hand from touching it, “I’m really fine lah, no need to touch mine.”
“But your hands are so cold.” Christine White was still a little uneasy.
Debby York released her hand, “Maybe I just touched the cold water, it’s okay, it’ll warm up in a minute.”
“Is it really all right?” Christine White narrowed her eyes skeptically.
Debby York crossed over to her towards the couch, “Of course it’s true, well Christine, let’s not talk about it, I just got a call in the restroom about something going wrong with my dad and I need to hurry back.”
“In that case, I’ll have the driver drop you off.” Christine White said, about to make a call.
Debby York waved her hand quickly, “No no no, there’s the station right outside, I’ll just go back by myself, Christine I’ll go first ah, bye.”
After saying that, she waved her hand, grabbed her bag on the couch, and flew out of the villa.
“Ma’am, has Miss Debby York left?” Aunt Lucy asked as she came out of the laundry room after washing clothes and saw Christine White alone in the living room.
Christine White nodded, “Just left, took a call in the restroom about something at the hospital.”
“That’s weird.” Aunt Lucy frowned.
Christine White looked at her quizzically, “Why is that strange?”
“Of course it’s a phone call, I was just in the laundry room, which is just a wall away from the restroom, but I didn’t hear her answer the phone.” Aunt Lucy replied.
Christine White certainly doesn’t think she’s lying, so the only one lying is Debby York.
“Why would she lie to me?” Christine White uttered suspiciously.
Aunt Lucy shrugged, “I don’t know about that, ma’am you’re good friends with her, ask her.”
Christine White pursed her lips, “Better yet, maybe she’s just looking for an excuse to leave.”
“Can’t you just say leave? Why does it have to be some kind of excuse, always thought she was odd today.” Aunt Lucy didn’t quite understand Debby York’s thinking.
Christine White sniffed, and her whole body fell silent.
In fact, not only Aunt Lucy, even she was the one who felt that today’s Debby York, the whole person was permeated with a strange feeling, as if she had done something wrong.
Especially the back of the last departure, how it looked like a desertion.
“Ma’am, what’s on your mind?” Aunt Lucy called out softly to Christine White when she saw her fidgeting.
Christine White came back to her senses and pushed the thoughts in her mind down for the moment, smiling softly, “It’s okay, it’s getting late, I should go see Grandpa at the nursing home.”
“Go on, come back early.” Aunt Lucy dropped her off at the cottage door.
Christine White waved and left in the car driven by Uncle Luise.
In the car, Christine White looked at the scenery outside the car window backwards, the heart is still thinking about Debby York’s weirdness, always a little put out of mind, so he took out his cell phone, sent a message to Debby York over to ask her if she has something on her mind.
Debby York’s reply came quickly, but in three short words: sorry!
Christine White looked puzzled at the inexplicable apology.
What the hell does she mean?