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Chapter 79 “Of course! You should really thank him properly,” replied Susan.
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“Hmph... I can‘t believe he‘s got a kind side to him.”
Naomi‘s tone was hesitant. She scratched her head in embarrassment at the thought of how she blew
up at Jack earlier.
“Fine, I‘ll apologize to him when I get the chance. Ouch!”
Naomi felt a sharp pain from her bruises as she turned in bed.
“I think you should get some rest today.”
“Alright.” After she hung up on Susan, Naomi lay back on the bed but could not fall asleep. Her mind
was filled with that boy at one moment, then Jack‘s face. The next morning, the attending doctor
checked in on her. “Luckily, it was only some mild bruising. You can go home today.” “Thank you,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDoctor,” Naomi responded politely. As she walked out of the examination room, she saw Smith’s
smiling face waiting in front of her room.
“Miss Naomi, Old Mister Hough requests your presence at the Hough Mansion.“. Naomi was stunned
as she asked, “Hough Mansion? Shouldn‘t I be returning to Tarragon Bay?
“Old Mister Hough will explain it himself,” Smith answered with a warm grin, avoiding the question.
“Alright. I‘ll go with you,” Naomi responded in an annoyed tone. She knew that she could not get out of
going to the Hough Mansion, so there was no point in making things difficult for Smith. When they
arrived at the mansion‘s courtyard, Naomi followed Smith‘s lead toward the garden to see Old Mister
Hough. It was not an exceptionally large garden. Amongst the pavilions and flowerbeds, Naomi noticed
the smell of a plethora of medicinal herbs. Her senses told her that the majority of the garden was
made up of herbs!
At that moment, Old Mister Hough had just finished a series of light exercises. He beamed when he
turned and saw Naomi.
“Naomi‘s here! Where did you get hurt? Let me take a look at you!”
“It‘s just some light bruising. What did you call me here for?” Naomi asked straightforwardly as she
approached the old man.
“Didn‘t Jack tell you anything?” Old Mister Hough asked with raised brows.
“You moved to Tarragon Bay to make it convenient for you to go to school. Now that you‘ve gotten into
college, there‘s no reason for you to live there anymore. Of course, you should be moving back to the
spacious Hough Mansion!” “Huh?”
Naomi was utterly taken aback!
No wonder Jack had so happily agreed to their bet on who got the bed back then. He would have
benefited from it no matter the results, and she fell right into his trap! Old Mister Hough misunderstood
Naomi‘s change in mood for discomfort and gently tapped her on the shoulder.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Don‘t worry, my dear. There‘s a brand new bed in yours and Jack‘s bedroom. It would definitely be
more comfortable than the one you had in Tarragon Bay. You‘ll get used to it.”
“Mine and Jack‘s? We‘re sharing a room?” Naomi asked as her head shot up. Did he mean that she
had to share a bed with that old geezer?! “Of course! Haven’t you always been sleeping in the same
room?”
“But. I
Naomi was about to retort when she was interrupted by the sound of firm footsteps approaching them.
She looked back to see Jack walking towards the garden. The sight of his face made Naomi recall the
bet, and rage boiled up from within her. She had planned on thanking him, but the words she wanted to
say took a sour turn. “I think it‘s better if you give us separate rooms!” Naomi exclaimed as she proudly
lifted her chin, deliberately raising her voice. “Why? Did you and Jack have a fight?” old Mister Hough
asked frantically. Hearing Naomi‘s words, Jack stopped in his tracks at the entrance to the garden and
furrowed his brows.