Chapter 818 - Throat (3)

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After hanging up the phone, Stephanie stared at the light in the middle of the room.

The day before yesterday, the lights suddenly failed and she was unable to go out during the critical period. Moreover, Spencer did not know how to buy things at all. Stephanie had originally intended to call someone to repair it. But Harold changed a new one for her. It was different from the expensive chandelier. He used a circle of bamboo slices with a thin layer of paper in the middle, forming a circle. Inside was a light bulb that glowed with a blazing white light. Outside was a circle of tiny light bulbs wrapped around it. It was the bulbs Stephanie had left in the warehouse, Harold recycled them.

"Since you give me a Christmas gift, then I'll give you an exciting gift back. Come, let me give you a hug of love." Stephanie stretched out her arms.

Recalling the scene last night, Stephanie couldn't help but want to laugh.

She didn't remember Harold's expression was wooden or scared. He just turned around and left after putting the things down. And Stephanie was depressed for a while.

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"Just be reserved," Spencer said to her, his face full of wrinkles.

"It's time for the meal." Harold's voice came from the outside.

Stephanie responded. She got up and walked out. When she passed by the table, she saw a bottle of medicinal liquor. She immediately remembered that she accidentally slipped into the river because she wanted to catch fish. It sprained her waist and drenched Harold's gauze.

During that time, Stephanie felt smelly in her mouth as if she had eaten mud during the meal. She lost a lot of weight at last.

Too much of her thinking. Stephanie held the bottle in her hand, unscrewed the cap, and smelled it. The smell was very strong. When Stephanie held her waist and went back to her room that day, she did not expect that Harold would come in. After all, his gauze was drenched because of her. Stephanie felt very guilty about the pain of changing it.

Unexpectedly, Harold found that Stephanie's waist was injured when they were having meals together. After eating, he followed her into her room, taking up the medicinal liquor on the table, and said, "Pull up your clothes."

Stephanie recalled the first time when Harold gave her a massage. That stunned fool even showed his waist back to her.

"Why are you smiling?" Harold noticed that Stephanie was smiling and asked suspiciously.

"I was thinking that are you going to show your waist to me again?" Stephanie looked at Harold's abdomen and said, "I didn't see it clearly last time."

Harold was speechless.

Stephanie made it clear that she already knew Harold's identity.

Harold sighed slightly. He was silent for a moment before opening the bottle cap and pouring some liquor into his palm. He raised her clothes and pressed his palm on Stephanie's waist.

The room soon came Stephanie's screams.

Spencer had just been back from the kitchen, he was shocked by the sound and rushed to Stephanie's room. Before he could walk in and ask, he heard Stephanie shouting, "Be gentle!"

Spencer didn't say anything.

"Then the medicine won't disperse," Harold pressed more hard as he said, keeping a straight face.

"Grandpa! Help!" Stephanie slammed the wall.

Spencer didn't reply.

For a moment, he did not know whether to walk in or go back to his room.

The next morning, Spencer subtly told Stephanie that Harold was pretty nice. He asked Stephanie to think about it. Stephanie was stunned and asked if Spencer was about to pass away soon. After being scolded by Spencer, she ran away.

Later, Spencer went to Harold. He vaguely expressed to Harold that although Stephanie ... had a bad temper, she got a nice figure, look, and so on. He told Harold to consider it.

Harold thought that Spencer was thinking too much. Stephanie had good conditions and many people wanted to chase after her.

Although Spencer felt comforted when he heard this, he still added, "If she isn't married after I die, then you must help her find an excellent man like you."

Harold finally nodded, "Alright."

Stephanie put down the medicinal liquor and walked out. Recently, it was cold and everyone would eat in Spencer's room with the heating on.

"I'm going to visit a friend in two days," Stephanie said as soon as she sat down.

"What friend? Man or woman?" Spencer asked.

"Woman, you've seen her before. Her name is Emily," Stephanie said.

Harold paused, and his bandaged face turned to Stephanie a little woodenly.

Stephanie continued, "She has been at school. And a New Year's Eve Gala will be held. It will be quite lively. I want to join in."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Harold. "Do you want to come with me? You can wear a mask or something at the gala."

Harold paused for a moment before slowly shaking his head.

"Alright then," Stephanie said after she took a sip of the soup.

Harold nodded in silence.

At night, Harold looked at himself in the mirror. The face in the mirror was covered in gauze, revealing only a pair of unclear eyes. He buckled the mirror back onto the table.

'In a few years, Emily will just forget me ....' he thought.