"Laura?"
Laura returned to her mind, and she looked at Benjamin Walton.
"I heard from William that second uncle has never been married and doesn't have any children, right?"
Benjamin Walton looked at the abandoned items in the corner and laughed: "He didn't, this was something that I cleaned up from the basement when I got the key a few days ago. It shouldn't be my Second Uncle's stuff. I think it might have been left behind by an aunt or master who works here."
Benjamin Walton said after he finished speaking, "Laura, why do you keep getting distracted today?"
"It's fine, let's go!" she shook her head, smiled at him, and followed him out of the villa.
When she left school in the afternoon, the first thing she saw was William Walton's car.
She walked over and Thomas got off the car.
He opened the door for her: "Ms. Walton, please get in."
She gently nodded towards Thomas: "Thank you."
After getting on the carriage, she looked at William Walton.
"Why are you here?"
"Can't I come?"
This tone...
The smell of gunpowder was heavy.
"Who said you couldn't come? I was just a bit surprised that you didn't tell me in advance."
"It's normal for a husband to pick his wife up from work. However, you are the one who is running around with your brother—in—law at noon. Do you think that's appropriate? Do I send Benjamin Walton here to learn or do I play with you? "
It was only then that she realized how he had been angered for no reason at all.
Not for no reason.
He was a jealous man.
"I didn't take him out for fun. He took me to show off his new house!"
She said innocently.
"Don't you know what virtue your own little brother has?"
William Walton glared at her.
She calmly asked, "What?"
"What do you think?"
"William Walton, you better not say that you are jealous, if you want to act like this, then I will not interact with him anymore. I treat him as my little brother, but you treat him as your rival in love, do you think that's appropriate? Do you not trust me, or do you not trust your own brother? "
"Men being jealous has nothing to do with who they are, whether the person beside you is male or female. Even if you were accompanying your own son every day, I would still be angry."
Sick.
Laura rolled his eyes and didn't bother to tell him anymore.
William Walton continued, "I heard that you two were alone inside for over ten minutes? What, do you like that villa that much?"
"Only a dozen minutes? It should be more than that. "
"Laura!" he said, and drank.
Different from before, now that they were bickering, Thomas would no longer be sweating profusely.
"What?"
She purposefully said angrily, "There's something I like in that courtyard. I can't just watch for a while longer."
