Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

Chapter 370



Chapter 370

Chapter 370 How Could It Be Him?

Yuliana was nervous, and her heart was beating wildly. She said, “Okay, give me the address. I’ll come to you right away.”

After hanging up, she put her hand on her chest and took a deep breath.

She only opened the bathroom door when she had calmed down.

“Hannah, there are some matters in the company I need to deal with. I have to head back now.”

Hannah, who was arranging the plates, was stunned for a moment. “You have to go there now? Lunch will be ready soon. Why don’t you leave after lunch?”

“No,” Yuliana replied. “It’s urgent. I have to rush there immediately. I’ll leave Rowan and Hailey under your care. Sorry for the trouble.”

Hannah saw that Yuliana’s expression was gloomy and anxious. She didn’t dare to convince Yuliana to stay. She quickly wiped her hands and said, “Don’t mention it. If you have something to do, just go and do it. Roe and Hailey are safe here with me. Don’t worry.”

Yuliana nodded and informed Hailey. She didn’t disturb Rowah, who was playing with Jasper, and left Jasper’s house.

After leaving Jasper’s house, Yuliana didn’t head to her company immediately. Instead, she went back home and changed into low-key attire. Her hat and mask were stuffed into her bag. She also took some cash from the safety deposit box before driving to the address sent by the person who had just called her. That place was located on the edge of the west side of Juxshire. Many migrant workers with low incomes would choose to live there. There were also some idle people. The public security there was much more chaotic than in other areas of Juxshire.

Fortunately, it was lunchtime, so Yuliana’s journey went smoothly. When she arrived, it hadn’t even reached 1 p.m.

She parked the car on the roadside and looked at the bungalows in front of her. There were narrow alleys between the houses, and cars couldn’t drive in. Only electric scooters or bicycles could pass through. Yuliana stood in the scorching sun and squinted at it for a moment. She thought, “He has given me a house number, but it’s not easy to find it quickly among so many houses.”

A middle-aged lady in a woven hat was walking in Yuliana’s direction. An idea struck her, and she immediately walked forward. “Miss, can I ask you which is the fastest way to get to No. 3509?*

The lady sized Yuliana up, then turned around, pointed in a direction, and said, “Here, you go along the alley on the left. I don’t know the exact location. You need to find it yourself.”

Yuliana said thank you and immediately walked into the alley pointed out by the lady. The house number of the outermost row started with 32. After walking for less than half a mile further into the alley, she finally saw house numbers starting with 35.

After nearly 20 minutes, Yuliana found No. 3509.

She stood at the door, looked around, and then raised her hand to knock on the door twice.

There was no response inside. It was very quiet.

Yuliana became worried.

The guy’s phone was already shut down when she was on her way here. Yuliana was uncertain whether something had happened, or he had shut it off for safety reasons.

Suddenly, various situations flashed through Yuliana’s mind.

Just then, a cautious voice came from the door. “Ms. Livingstone?”

Yuliana felt relieved and said, “It’s me.”

The door in front of Yuliana opened.

A portly man wearing glasses leaned out slightly. He looked at both ends of the alley. There was no one. Only the clashing sound of pots and pans, the shouting and scolding of adults, and the cries of children could be heard occasionally.

He turned sideways, hurriedly waved his hand, and said, “Get in, quick!”

Yuliana went in, and the man immediately closed the door.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his head and glanced at Yuliana. He couldn’t help complaining. “Ms. Livingstone, why are you so slow? I have even decided that if you didn’t show up in the next ten minutes, I would be on my way.”

The temperature was nearly 104 degrees Fahrenheit, and there was no air conditioner in the house. There was only an old fan creaking while spinning.

Yuliana’s clothes were drenched with sweat. She took out a tissue and wiped it off. She said, “I’m not familiar with this place. It took me a while to find this place.”

After saying that, she looked around again and asked, “Did you rent this house?”

There was only a simple wooden bed and two plastic stools in the room, as well as a shabby cabinet. The white paint on the wall was dirty, and some parts were worn out, revealing gray concrete.

Even in the summer, there was still a faint musty smell in the air.

What Yuliana actually wanted to ask was why he would rent a house here, but she felt that it seemed inappropriate to ask it that way. Thus, she rephrased her question tactfully.

Yuliana had been in contact with him for a long time and knew him to an extent. He was not short of money. He handed a plastic stool to Yuliana and motioned for her to sit down. Then, he took out his camera from his bag and said, “It’s safer to rent a house here. All you have to do is spend some money. No real name authentication is needed. Even if you are required to register with your ID card, a fake one would do. You must have seen it when you came here. Every alley can lead in a different direction. Isn’t it convenient for escaping and hiding?”

Yuliana thought for a while and found that it was true. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

There would be only a few fixed entrances and exits under normal circumstances in residential areas and condominiums nowadays. If people in the same profession as him were to stay in places like that, they would be easily caught when targeted.

“By the way, aren’t you injured?” Yuliana asked. She recalled the man’s weak voice on the phone and stared at him. His face was indeed pale, and the room was too hot, which made him look more unwell.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

Big drops of sweat ran down his forehead and dripped from his brows. He pursed his lips and replied, “I’m fine. I have to hold on even if I’m in a bad condition. I have just treated the wound briefly. It’s fine as long as I won’t die.”

Yuliana glanced at him and noticed a paper bag of a takeout company beside the bed, along with unused saline and drugs.

“Did you bring the money?”

“Yes.”

Yuliana withdrew her gaze. Her palms were a little sticky, and her heart kept beating fast.

The man handed the camera to Yuliana and said, “Take a look.”

Yuliana took it and stared at the photos taken with the camera. She looked at them one by one, frowned, and asked, “How could it be him?”

The man lit a cigarette and said with a smile, “It’s nothing strange. I’ve recorded a video too, and I can give it to you. But I think you shouldn’t use them if you aren’t absolutely certain about the matter. Ms. Livingstone, there are things that are beyond your perception and imagination.”

Yuliana understood what he meant, but she still couldn’t believe it.

The person in the photo had always maintained a positive image to the public and was also loved by the people of Juxshire. Yuliana even followed Damian to visit that man when she was a child. –

He was such a kind person.

After Damian’s accident, he had cared about her for a while in private.

Damian had always regarded him as a good mentor. There wasn’t anything related to the man in the things. Damian left for her.

Was it a coincidence, or was Damian also unable to figure out how complicated Juxshire was?

Suddenly, there was a sound of dogs barking outside.

Yuliana felt a chill run down her spine, even in the scorching afternoon.


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