Miya’s place was on the outskirts of the city, nearly three kilometers from the restaurant. Jim wasn’t sure the woman had run back to her house, but he assumed she had. Anyone would like to take a bath after cleaning up a bathroom, right?
Jim almost bowled over at the thought.
He doubted he would be able to cohabit with a person like her for a year. But there was nothing he could do, as such. Also, the worse the girl was, the better it was for him. Only then would he be able to appropriately enrage his father.
The thought calmed him down somewhat, and he drove his car in silence. Throughout the way, he was careful not to think about the bunny panties.
Did she by any chance wear the same brand as her child’s?
“STOP! Stop acting like a pervert!” Jim yelled internally, shrugged hard and concentrated on the road ahead.
When he reached the street he had to turn to, he stopped the car and got out. The road was too narrow here, and he didn’t want his beloved Ferrari to get hurt. He would have to walk the remaining distance.
Turning on the map in his phone, Jim followed the direction shown.
And the scenery around baffled him.
It was one of the most chaotic and crowded places he had ever seen.
Buildings stood on both sides of a rather narrow street, old and dilapidating. People ran in and out of them hurriedly, all ragged and smelling of cheap smoke. Curls of smoke rose from some chimneys, making Jim feel almost suffocated. There were even a few dogs that he could see run astray.
He immediately was on guard.
Marrying a poor woman was not going to be as easy as he thought.
Another thing about this place surprised him. He had, out of his own love for himself, imagined that people would be amazed when he walked onto this street. They’d point a finger at him and yell, as they always did – “Look, that’s Jimmy Hunter, the heir of the Hunter Corporation himself! Isn’t he the real deal?!”
This place was weird, though. Here nobody seemed to recognize him, or give two flying f***s that he was there.
Jim didn’t know whether to be happy about it or altogether indifferent.
When he finally reached the building to which the arrow in his phone pointed, Jim heaved a sigh of relief, but was once again horrified.
Relief came from knowing that he wouldn’t have to walk anymore. Horror, when he saw the state of the building. It was painted yellow and brown and was so ragged, it looked like it would shatter any minute. And even though it was only ten in the morning, the place seemed strangely haunted.
Jim swallowed.
It was this place, for sure. The broken sign read, “Regal Apartments”. There was nothing regal about it though.
Jim walked in.
He didn’t know exactly what he had expected, but somehow he was surprised that there was no one at the area marked reception. He walked further in.
Every step he took made him feel like he was going to sink in, that the building would break. He did see an elevator, but he couldn’t bring himself to trust its functionality. The last thing he wanted right then was to be stuck in a non-working elevator in a ghost-like building.
So he took the stairs. The woman lived on 5th floor.
Even the steps creaked once he climbed them. He was slow, light but swift enough to quickly reach the 5th floor. Miya lived in apartment 508. The eighth one.
As he walked through the corridor, he could hear voices coming from afar. Just when he had reached Room 507, he realized that the voices were coming from the room of his ‘perfect’ bride. Even her door was slightly ajar.
Did these people really have no sense of their privacy or security? First the reception, and now this?
However, Jimmy quickly decided to eavesdrop, hoping to gain some information. Maybe it’d help convince the woman to marry him. And so, he stood straight, sticking to the wall, focusing on the conversation that was being carried on inside.
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“No way, I already said NO!” a loud, shrill voice said. Jim recognized it as Miya’s.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhNWg8xfa6k
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“Why endure such pains, Miya? Your life would be a thousand times easier!” He heard another grave, angry voice.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTC7gw0W4JG
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“Get lost!”
Jim hid behind the door as a tiny, old and extremely fat man jumped out of the room and bounced down the staircase. Somehow, he reminded Jim of a football. Jim quickly walked a few steps away from the door as it was slammed shut.
Jim grinned slyly.
Fortune was on his side today. Because this was perfect timing, right?
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and then Add to home screen.