Rewriting the love story after traveling into the novel novel Chapter 205

Chapter 205 A House Visit

Sharon glanced over and caught sight of his throat bobbing as he swallowed.

One word came to mind.

Sexy.

Brendon suddenly looked over. “You want one?”

Sharon quickly waved her hands. “No, no, I’m good.”

He pulled a bottle of yogurt from the fridge and pressed it into her hand anyway.

“Drink this.”

Sharon stared. “…Thanks.”

She sat down on the couch, sipping the yogurt as she waited for Brendon to go upstairs and change.

She realized the massive villa didn’t have a single housekeeper.

Did Brendon live here alone?

If it were her, she wouldn’t be able to sleep at night.

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Ten minutes later, Brendon came back down. He looked just like he did on regular days–his hair was carefully styled, and everything about him screamed the polished elegance of a rich heir.

He looked at her. “Let’s go.”

Sharon tipped the last bit of yogurt into her mouth and tossed the empty bottle into the trash.

“Okay.”

She jogged up to him.

Brendon didn’t move. He stared at her.

Sharon blinked. “What?‘

Without a word, Brendon stepped around her, walked to the coffee table, pulled a tissue from the box, and came back. Before Sharon could react, he reached up and gently wiped the corner of her mouth.

Sharon: “…”

Her boss just wiped her mouth for her.

Why did that feel… weird?

This was still Brendon.

That made it weirder!

She snatched the tissue from his hand. “I got it.”

Brendon pressed his lips together and said nothing.

Sharon wiped her mouth, then ran off to toss the tissue and dashed back.

“Okay, ready.”

“Wait.”

“What now?”

Brendon stepped into one of the rooms. Sharon didn’t follow.

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Chapter 205 A House Visit

Two minutes later, he came out holding two boxes.

One was premium whiskey.

The other was a luxury dates.

Sharon stared. “What are you doing with those?”

Brendon replied, “Can’t show up to dinner empty–handed.”

Sharon: “…”

She hurried to stop him. “No, no, seriously, you don’t have to bring anything!”

Brendon: “..”

She backpedaled. “I mean, that’s very thoughtful of you.”

Whiskey costs thousands per bottle, and that dates brand had to be tens of thousands.

Way too extravagant.

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She invited Brendon to thank him, not to make her family look like they were taking advantage of him. This felt all wrong.

Brendon was already heading out.

Sharon chased after him. “Mr. Brendon, you really don’t have to. Those gifts are way too much–it’ll stress out my parents.”

Brendon stopped and tilted his head at her. “But this is already the cheapest stuff I have at home.”

Sharon: “…”

was he… flexing?

Showing off how rich he rbas?

Sharon sighed. “Then maybe just grab some fruit on the way or something?”

Brendon frowned.

He had never given fruit as a gift in his life.

“I’ve got tons of this stuff at home. It’s not expensive or anything special. Let’s go.”

He loaded the gift boxes into the backseat, shut the door, and climbed into the passenger seat.

Sharon, realizing she couldn’t talk him out of it, reluctantly got in too.

In the small kitchen of the Yale family home, Barry and Mary were squeezed together one cooking, the other chopping vegetables. They worked in perfect sync.

When Brendon stepped in, this cozy, domestic scene caught him off guard. He stood frozen for a moment.

His own parents never stepped foot in a kitchen. They couldn’t stand the smell of cooking oil.

From childhood to now, all their meals had been made by hired staff.

This was the first time he’d seen a couple cook together in the kitchen.

Mary heard someone come in and nudged Barry.

They washed their hands and came out.

Sharon quickly introduced them. ‘Mom, Dad, this is any boss–Mr. Brendon

Brendon gave a polite nod. ‘Sir, ma’am. I’m Brendon Nice to meet you?

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Barry and Mary exchanged a glance. They both thought he seemed very respectful.

Mary smiled. “Brendon, you and Sharon go watch some TV. Dinner will be ready soon.”

Brendon nodded. “Please, take your time.”

“Oh, don’t worry.”

Mary pulled Barry back into the kitchen.

She whispered, “What do you think?”

Barry said, “Not bad. Looks decent. Polite.”

Mary beamed. “I think so too.”

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Brendon glanced around the small home that wasn’t even as big as his bathroom. The furnishings were dated, but the space felt warm, lived–in, full of life.

Sharon patted the couch. “Mr. Brendon, have a seat.”

He gave a small nod and sat down.

Sharon turned on the TV.

A variety show was playing.

Suddenly, Sharon pointed. “Mr. Brendon, look–it’s Yulia!”

Brendon looked up. He wasn’t surprised.

He already knew Xavier had pulled strings to get Yulia on the show.

But Sharon was shocked. “She’s doing variety shows now? Trying to become an actress?”

Brendon said, “Seems like it.”

Sharon watched for a bit and thought Yulia’s performance wasn’t bad at all–totally different from the image she had of her.

To her, Yulia had always been a spoiled, bratty, unreasonable troublemaker.

But on this show, Yulia came across as lively and charming. Still a bit of a princess, but polite enough, and speaking fluent Radovian.