“What are you looking at me for?” Carrie was indifferent.
The Presidential Palace wasn’t her home, and she wasn’t going to compare.
“More than that, I heard that The Gustin family’s villa estate was platted when The Gustin family’s villa’s ancestors were at their most prosperous, not in terms of money, but when the people were at their most prosperous.”
David said as he hitched his twin brother Derrick’s shoulder, “The tarmac and the golf course inside are just small things, the most important thing is that there are monuments inside that ordinary people can’t even see.”
Upon hearing this, the crowd all revealed a look of amazement.
Just thinking about it, they all felt that the scenery inside should also be the most beautiful ah.
“Sister Paige, can we really go to The Gustin family’s villa manor?” Cynthia looked towards Paige, a little excited, “With so many people, will my brother-in-law be upset?”
It was a private mansion after all.
“Since we’re having a celebration, of course we’ll use the best place to entertain you.”
Paige said, deciding very dryly, “The time is set for this weekend, send out all the invitations that should be sent out, not a single one should be left out, so everyone will have fun then.”
“YES!”
The crowd was excited.
After going through so many things, they could finally relax, and they could also visit the rumored The Gustin family’s villa manor, complete!
…
It was evening by the time Paige got back to the manor.
As night fell, the road to the estate was brightly lit like alabaster.
Paige got out of the car, Beau butler with people dutifully guarding the door, “Young lady, you are back.”
“Uh-huh.” Paige nodded and asked, “Is Enrico back?”
“Young Master hasn’t gone out today, he should be in his room by now.” Housekeeper Beau said, “Is it time to arrange dinner?”
“Good.” Paige said, changing into her slippers and heading inside.
She took the elevator up to the floor they were staying on.
Getting out of the elevator, Paige looked at everything familiar in front of her and suddenly thought of the gift Enrico had hidden all the way up to this floor for her the day after she registered …
It seemed like no time had passed, and then it seemed like too much time had passed.
Memories collecting their cages, Paige snapped back to her senses and lifted her legs to head inside to her room.
She stepped noiselessly on the floor and was about to enter the room when the sound of water came from a short distance ahead.
This entire level of Enrico was used as their private space, the rest of the group wouldn’t come up here without instructions while they were there.
With that in mind, Paige didn’t go back to her room, but walked forward.
There was a restroom at the far end.
The door to the restroom was open and the sound of water was coming from exactly inside.
Paige didn’t even make it to the door before she angled to see Enrico’s figure in the large mirror on the wall inside.
He stood hunched over the sink, pressing the edge of the counter with one hand and removing the removable faucet to spray himself in the face with the other, a fine stream of water splashing all over his face.
His eyes were closed and his brow was all but moistened.
Transparent water flowed down his slightly pale face, over his jaw, over the protruding knot of his throat, soaking the collar of his shirt, which was unbuttoned twice …
“…”
Paige stood there quietly watching.
In the middle of the day, Enrico turned off the water, put the faucet back on, pressed his hands on the countertop, and shook his hair down as countless tiny droplets of water fell.
Suddenly, as if seeing something, Enrico reaches into the sink and touches it, then immediately looks up at himself in the mirror and raises his hand to his short hair.
He didn’t even tug.
Paige just watched as he removed a short strand of hair with ease.
She’d never seen such an expression on Enrico’s face before, and as he stood there, water still dripping from his jaw, he just stared at the hair in his hand like he was completely unrecognizable, his face a few shades paler.
After staring for a long time, his whole being in near panic and general fear, he threw his short hair into the sink and turned the water up to maximum.
The water was loud.
Paige watched as he moved roughly to shove the short hair into the sink, trying to rinse it off.
She watched in silence, slowly turning around, her back against the cold wall, raising her eyes to the light above her head, and uttering very softly, “You’re going to leave the medicine for Gabriel?”
“…”
Enrico stood in the restroom, his movements stalled, then turned his head.
Paige was leaning against the wall, a bit of her dress showing by the door.
Enrico watched, his hands not so fidgety as he withdrew his gaze, shook the water droplets from his hands, and answered in a low voice, “Uh-huh.”
Paige wasn’t surprised to hear the affirmative answer.
She hugged her arms and calmly said, “Actually, I think so, Gabriel may not develop the disease even if he has the Davis family’s genes, even if he will develop the disease, it will definitely not be when he was a child, there is still a long time left, he can afford to wait for the rebirth of the Wind Island Tree, and can afford to wait for the medical advances, so the medication that you are using now is the optimal choice.”
Enrico stood in front of the large mirror, which showed him with a waterlogged face, looking a little lousy and sexy.
He stared at his own eyes in the mirror, dark pairs of gray eyes that looked demonic in any way.
He mockingly hooked his lips, “According to you, I’m not necessarily going to die, there was no problem with the physical examination some time ago, maybe you are simply worrying about nothing, twenty days have passed and I’m still alive and well.”
At those words, Paige turned around and walked away.
Enrico’s face changed, hurriedly chased out, from behind a hand will Paige into the arms, lowered his head damp face close to her, voice dark, “I also do not want to hide from you, in case after twenty days I really did not, I always have to and you will be the last days of the cool.”
So as not to waste him living this life.
“…”
Paige didn’t struggle, letting the man hold her from behind, her arms hanging cool at her sides.
She looked at the long hallway in front of her with little expression, her tone exceedingly calm, “So my words are lost on you.”
He didn’t want Gabriel to wait for the so-called possibilities.
Enrico wrapped his arms around her a little tighter and turned his face sideways to kiss her ear, calling it a kiss rather than a straight, heavy press.
He pressed his thin lips against her ear for a long time before releasing it, and said in a hushed voice, “You survived ten months to give birth to your son, and I have to keep him alive!”
“…”
Paige listened, her dangling fingers trembling as a sharp pain stabbed straight through her heart.
“Paige, you can’t hate me.” He said, his arms strangling her hard, but not daring to look at her at the moment.
Hearing this, Paige wanted to laugh, she lowered her head and looked into the man’s arms in front of her, he was hugging her so tightly that it was a little hard for her to breathe.
I don’t know how long it took, she said faintly, “I know, let go of me, strangling hurts me.”
There was no noise.
There was no noise.
Even less frantic than when they found the tree broken at Wind Island.
Instead, Enrico froze, his arms wrapped around her in a death grip, refusing to let go.
“What do you think about the fact that I’m going to have a celebration party at the estate this weekend, inviting everyone who’s been instrumental in the slum redevelopment project?” Paige asked in a light voice.
“What?” Enrico couldn’t have imagined that she would be so composed to talk to him about some kind of celebration at this time.