Chapter 80

The Sleepless Night of the Maid — Chapter 80

Montana, the Capital of Hemblin. Rex’s carriage stopped in a residential area behind Maple Square, said to be the most frequented by people. The driver got off first and opened the wagon door, and Rex, Eva, and Cecil got out in turn.

“Is this the place?”

Rex looked up at the two-story house in front of them and asked. Even when Eva said to drop her off at Maple Square, he was stubborn and took her directly there. It was safe to say that he wanted to see where she would live with his own eyes.

Eva and Cecil once again looked at the address written on the paper and at the house in front of them.

48 Everville. The address of the place where Father John’s acquaintance lived was correct. It was a small house but it was neat and beautiful. The townscape was also pleasant and beautiful, so it was a suitable environment.

“This is the house, Mr Rex. Thank you very much.”

“Thank you, Mr Rex.”

Eva and Cecil took turns thanking him. Although there were ups and downs throughout their journey, with his permission and help, they were able to get to Montana. The number of people Eva had to repay increased by one again.

“I’m glad that it never got boring, Lily. And Mrs Margaret, I hope you will regularly take your medicine and stay healthy.”

Rex said goodbye to the two women. And before turning away, he secretly squinted at Eva. ‘Remember the promise.’

Rex said he would keep Eva’s mother’s bracelet with him, so she could come and exchange it anytime. He also added that she must come to the Gallahan Group’s head office after she got settled to see him. Of course, this was a secret from Cecil. She’d get angry if she found out that Eva sold the bracelet.

“Go on then. Good luck.”

Rex said goodbye to the two women and got back into his carriage. Eva and Cecil stood by the roadside and watched until his carriage disappeared. There were times when Eva was bothered and offended when they were together, but now that he had left, she felt empty. 

Cecil seemed to feel the same way. The two women stood on the street and hugged each other.

Finally, they arrived in Montana. A new life was now unfolding for both of them. It was frightening, but as they had already come so far, Eva decided to follow the hope even if it seemed far away.

The two grabbed their luggage and climbed up the low flight of stairs. Eva took a deep breath and knocked on the door. There was no sign of anyone coming out even after a while, so she knocked a little harder than before.

Belatedly, yelling was heard from inside. The sound of footsteps was getting closer, and the door opened and a man appeared. He was a tall, chubby middle-aged man.

“Who are you?”

“Ah, hello. We are acquaintances of Father John, we came here on his instruction. Is this Mrs Leona’s house?”

Eva asked politely, trying to make the best impression possible.

“There’s no such person here”

“Hm? But this is 48 Everville…”

Eva mumbled at the man’s answer, and hurriedly looked through her pockets. But before she could find the note with the address on it, a callous reply came from the man.

“She could’ve been the previous owner, but I moved in a month ago. It is now my home.”

Cecil, whose face became contemplative at the man’s words, grabbed the door and asked,

“What do you mean? So you mean Mrs Leona has moved?”

“Yes, she has.”

He replied bluntly with an annoyed face.

Eva and Cecil looked at each other with puzzled faces. Their minds went blank and they didn’t know what to do. Eva was in Montana for the first time, and Montana had not been Cecil’s primary residence. But now the two of them were left in a place they did not know, with no relatives or acquaintances. Leaving the two blue-eyed women behind, the man turned around clicking his tongue. Then, as if something had suddenly come to mind, he stopped and turned back.

“Oh, I have an address. She left the address in case someone came looking for her.”

“Really?”

Eva, who had found hope again, asked the man with an excited smile. He told them to wait for a moment and went in, returning with a small note in his hand.

“There, you can keep it.”

The man raised his hand as if wishing for good luck, then closed the door and disappeared completely.

Eva and Cecil looked hastily at the note. ‘124 WELLINGTON‘ was written on it in large letters. Unlike Eva, who was overcome with relief and hope, Cecil looked frightened and disappointed.

“Don’t worry, nanny. We can find it on our own, surely..”

“It’s not that, my lady. Wellington is attached to… Hastings.”

“Where is that?”

“It’s called the back alley of Montana. The most dangerous place for people like us.”