"Hey, old man, I'm telling you, a new tenant is here today. That woman is with a handsome man who is
in a coma."
The grey haired old man who was sitting opposite the landlady took a sip of the wine and then picked
up some food before replying slowly.
"I know I met them with you today. They just rent a house from us. Their identity has nothing to do with
us. Why do you say that? Sooner or later, you will suffer losses from your words."
"Gee, you old man, I just feel that the woman and the man are very strange. The woman said that the
man is her brother. Tell me, where does brother and sister live in the same room? I think they are
lover."
"Okay."
The old man nodded and continued to eat, while the landlady kept talking.
"Old man, let me tell you something. I seem to have seen that woman somewhere, but I can't
remember her. I said the rent of our small house was one thousand and three hundred a months. That
woman paid me without hesitation, and she didn't even bargain with me."
Standing behind her, Teresa was speechless. The landlady still wanted her to bargain with her? It was
a loss, but she was so embarrassed now. Should she remind the landlady that she was standing at the
door?
"Shouldn't you be happy she doesn't bargain with you?"
"Don't you think it's strange? In my opinion, the woman might collude with her lover and kill her
husband and get the family property. But there might be something happened to her lover on the way.
So he became like this. Tut, tut, women nowadays are the most vicious. Look at you, how lucky you
are to marry me."
The old man looked up at his wife. He nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, yes. It's my fortune to marry you, okay? How old are you? Don't you feel ashamed to say that?"
"Why I feel ashamed? This is my home. Can there be a person standing at the door to listen to us..."
The landlady just raised her head and wanted to say that could there be someone standing at the door
listening to us talking about our daily lives? However, when she looked up, she saw Teresa standing at
the door.
"Ah, ahem, well, when did you come?"
The landlady stood up awkwardly and smiled at Teresa. Teresa wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.
Others were talking about her behind her back.
'What? Murder my own husband? I am so greedy for property and run away with my lover? She said
these words with a grave expression, as if she meant them to be true. No one would be happy when
they heard this.'
"Ah, you are here. You are the one who rented a house here today, right? We met before. I'm really
sorry. My wife just likes to gossip. She is a good woman."
The landlord stood up. He was also embarrassed. But this woman had been standing at their door
silently for so long without making a sound. What was she doing?
"Oh, nothing. I'm sorry to bother Mrs. landlady. Can you lend me your phone. I want to order takeout. I
really don't have time to cook today."
"Oh. Let my wife make some dumplings for you. It's okay. It's your first time to come here. We can cook
for you."
"I don't think it's a good idea."
"It doesn't matter. I can feel that you are a nice person. Honey, hurry up and do it."
"Well, well, Ms. Teresa, please have a seat here. I'll be back soon."
"I really don't need it, Mrs. landlady..."
Teresa wanted to stop her, but failed. The landlady agreed so quickly this time. Maybe it was because
that she was gossiping behind her back and was heard by her. She really felt embarrassed.
"Hey, don't mention it. Just sit down. Now that you rent our house, it's fate."
"Sir, I'm really sorry. Thank you so much for your kindness."
"It's okay. It's normal to have difficulties outside."
The landlord seemed to be very enthusiastic. He asked Teresa to sit down, and did not ask about the
origin of Teresa and Jerome. He just sat aside and told Teresa about their daily lives.
For example, his several children were out all year round, and he and his wife didn't know how long
they could live. For example, he could only see his grandsons once a year.
Teresa also nodded. Hearing the old man's words, she suddenly had a myriad of feelings. Right, at
their age, they were really lonely. Fortunately, they two were with each other, and they were supporting
each other.
In fact, she also envied them. They seemed to have lived a plain life, but at least they had been
together for a lifetime.
When the landlady handed three boxes of food to Teresa, Teresa wanted to pay, but the landlord was
unhappy. He refused again and again, and Teresa was really embarrassed.
She had no choice but to leave with the dumplings. She thought that she would buy some good tonics
for them when Enrique arrived. She only hoped that her brother could wake up early.
Teresa went back to their room and opened the door, but she didn't expect that Jerome had woken up.
Leaning against the bed, he was lost in thought.
"Brother, are you awake?"
Teresa entered the room. When Jerome turned around and saw Teresa, he seemed to be relieved.
"Abby, where are we?"
"Brother, I was afraid that those people would find us, so I found a remote alley and rented a house
here. Brother, are you hungry? Dumplings."
Teresa raised the dumplings in her hand, and a rare smile appeared on Jerome's pale face. Such a
man, who had retreated his cold appearance, looked morbid handsome.
Teresa fed Jerome dumplings. At first, Jerome felt a little awkward, but because he hadn't eaten
anything for a long time, he quickly forgot the embarrassment.
Jerome didn't stop eating until he ate two boxes of dumplings. Teresa was also hungry, so she didn't
feel full until she ate all the dumplings left.
It had to be said that the landlady was really good at cooking. It tasted like home, or more precisely, it
tasted like mother's feeling. But unfortunately, she had never felt the warmth of her mother since
childhood.
"Brother, I want to contact the Gu Family and the Shen Family and ask them to bring people here. As
long as they find us, we will be safe."
Jerome only remembered the telephone number of his company. The phone number of the company
was also good, as long as they could contact the Gu Family or the Shen Family.
On that day, Teresa slept on the sofa while Jerome slept on the bed. At first, Jerome didn't agree
Teresa to sleep on the sofa, but Teresa said that he had to recuperate and it was better not to move
around.
Jerome didn't persuade Teresa, so he could only behave like a child obediently. In fact, he wanted to
say that his arm was injured, not his legs. Why did Teresa insist on letting him sleeping on the bed and
she sleep on the sofa?
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