Boomerang Love

Jennifer shook her head. "Not yet! Now that I think about it, this business is longer than usual. Mrs.

Ludwig said she'd be back in two or three days, but it's already been five days."

Hearing this, Brendan fished out his phone from his pocket and made his way upstairs.

Once in the bedroom, Jason also chose that moment to call Brendan. The latter immediately instructed," Jason, find out what's up with Naomi."

On the other end, Jason nodded. "Got it."

After that, Brendan hung up and tossed his phone onto the nearby table.

He did go to Belvoria that day to confront Naomi. Seeing Maximus there also soured his mood. But Naomi didn't provide any explanation and argued with him instead.

Brendan's uneasiness only grew. So, when Chloe called, he glanced at the shower and promptly left.

Having grown accustomed to Naomi's cheerful demeanor, Brendan couldn't stomach her indifference.

He went to the closet to grab a change of clothes. But when he saw Naomi's pajamas, he froze at the memories playing in his mind.

"Brendan, let's have a child!"

"Brendan, which set do you like better?"

"You like this black one, don't you? I'll indulge you."

*Maximus is back. Why would I still waste my time on you?"

"Brendan, I'd be better off marrying anyone else. Hurry up and end this broken marriage of ours, don't hold me back from pursuing my happiness Thoughts of Naomi's kindness, her smile, and her heartlessness flashed through Brendan's mind. His expression darkened as he grabbed his clothes and coldly shut the closet door.

After showering, Brendan returned to the bedroom. The emptiness of the room weighed on Brendan's heart. The house was eerily quiet, with only the sound of his breathing breaking the silence.

Naomi had spent two years and four months alone here.

Except for a few simple decorations, there were no photos of him or Naomi, and certainly no photos of them together. It didn't look like a bedroom of a married couple.

Standing by the window, Brendan lit a cigarette. The yard was quiet, with the occasional passing cars on the road outside. But none of them were Naomi.

As the cigarette burned down, Brendan was jolted by the burning sensation and snapped back to reality. He stubbed it out in the ashtray before returning to bed.

How many nights had Naomi stood at this window, counting passing cars? Cars passed, not a single one Chapter 135

belonging to him.

Later, she stopped waiting entirely and did as she pleased.

That night, Brendan slept poorly. He dreamt of many past events and remembered his schooling days.

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Naomi was always cheerful, keeping pace with them and never pretending to be someone she wasn't.

Then he dreamed of their arguments, of him slapping Naomi. Brendan abruptly sat up. After a quick morning routine, he headed back to the office.

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That night, Naomi, Bailey, and Ronald spent the entire night having fun.

Later, the three of them dozed off together on the living room couch.

When Naomi woke in the morning, Brendan wasn't on her mind.

Just as Brendan