[1] The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 189: Unless the Person Holding Her Was Lisa

Time passed by minute by minute, Jennie's body curling tightly up on the sofa gradually relaxed, but her hand was still on her stomach. She unconsciously fell asleep while suffering and waiting.

She slept soundly but dreamed all the time.

When Jennie turned over and felt the weight of the quilt, she suddenly opened her eyes, looked down at the quilt, and found herself lying on the bed in the bedroom.

She remembered that she lay on the sofa and dared not move because of the stomachache and then fell asleep, didn't she?

How did she get into bed?

Jennie sat up, looked down, and found that she was wearing the same clothes she wore last night.

Did Lisa bring her in?

As soon as this idea came to her mind, Jennie felt a sudden thrill of joy in her heart. She threw back the quilt and hurried out of the bedroom.

As soon as she walked out, she saw a strange aunt cleaning the room. The aunt turned to see the bleary-eyed Jennie and smiled at her politely. "Hello."

Jennie knew someone would come in to clean up the room from time to time. She smiled politely to the aunt and then glanced at the study, asking, "Is Mr. Manoban still here?"

"Mr. Manoban left as early as six o'clock in the morning." The aunt wiped the end table with a clean cloth and said, "I came at six o'clock and saw you sleeping on the sofa with no covers on, so I took you into your bedroom. Mr. Manoban left early. He must be in the office now."

The little flame that had just risen within her was instantly quenched by a basin of cold water.

"You helped me into the bedroom?" Jennie's eyes were fixed on the aunt.

The aunt was wiping the end table and other furniture carefully and didn't look at Jennie. She said as she wiped hard, "Yes, it's still a little cold in spring. You may easily catch a cold if you kept sleeping like that, so I helped you in."

She said no more and turned away to the study. She pushed open the door and walked in, only to find that the computer, documents, books, and other stuff in the study had been tidied up by the aunt. There was no trace of him left here as if she had been alone all night, and no one else had existed.

The aunt cleaned up the apartment very quickly. The room was full of freshener scent and the fragrant smell of laundry detergent, but no of the smell of Lisa.

"Do you want breakfast? I made toast, and there is milk. I can make some porridge or noodles if you don't like it." The aunt went into the bathroom to wash her hands and then walked out to ask her.

"I'm not hungry." Jennie said flatly, ready to go back to her bedroom.

"But you should have breakfast. You look pale. Is there something wrong with you?"

"No, maybe it's because I didn't sleep well."

She didn't want to say much, so she went straight to her bedroom. As soon as she closed the door, her legs seemed to lose their strength, and she leaned against it.

Lisa didn't even bother to look at her. How could he care if she was suffering a stomachache when he returned to his study so coldly?

Did she really overestimate her significance to him?

Jennie closed her eyes, then opened them and looked out of the window. From this angle, she could see clearly the Manoban Corporation's building. This modern building, which was dozens of stories high, was covered with tempered glass and stood out among the surrounding high-rise buildings. She rested her eyes on the top floor of the building. The glass outside the building reflected the sun's golden tint, but the glass was so cold that she couldn't see the staff or the man in it.