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What do you think you are doing?' She abruptly stood to her feet, pushing the man away from her. 'And who are you? What are you doing in my house and kitchen?' The unknown man rose to his feet, wearing a puzzled look. "Your house? Your kitchen?" "Yes," Nino tried to sound confident even though mere looking at him sent cold blood down her spine. "A burglar won't be treating himself to dinner so who the heck are you?" "I should be asking you this," his cold impassive voice came again. "Who are you and what are you doing in my house?" After being cheated on by her boyfriend. Nino learnt her house has been sold to a complete stranger, the news of her parent's house being sold by the man her parents borrowed a loan from and couldn't pay back before their death. The news hit Nino Peterson to the core. She swore to take back her parent's house but when she realized the amount the man bought her house, she knew she couldn't pay him on time or send him packing either. So the two reached a compromise that she will still live in her parent's house until she was able to pay back the amount the man paid on her house. But will she be able to live under the same roof with a man knowing he's a complete stranger and the atmosphere will not be the same anymore? And when she also learns the truth about the man living under the same roof with her, would she be able to deal with it?

Jane_Chunli · Urban
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199 Chs

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𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑑 𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑁𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟

Dusk sets in as Nino drove to Beverly Hills with Joana and Daniel. The roads from Los Angeles to Beverly Hills were always busy, bustling with people. The evening breeze swept across her face, caressing her skin. She looked over her shoulders to Joana who leaned her head on the headrest of her seat, she placed a hand on her temple. fixing her on the roads.

Nino peeked at her, giving her a momentary look. Her eyes were on the streets but she sensed her mind was far away.

"Your face doesn't look okay? Is something bothering you?"

Joana spun her head to her and nodded. "Mhm. I guess because I have been locked up in the hospital for weeks, the streets and the people look new and kinda small to me."

"Small?"

Joana laughed. "I'm just exaggerating."