Chapter 9

It wasn't until late at night that Charlie returned, looking exhausted.

He turned on the light, only to see me sitting in the darkness,

"Honey, why aren't you sleeping so late? Why are you sitting here?"

"Waiting for your solution," I said, raising my almond eyes to look at Charlie calmly.

We stared at each other for who knows how long,

Charlie's mouth opened and closed, not knowing how many times, before he finally seemed to make up his mind and said, "Honey, let's lend that house to Jack for a while."

"Lend it to him for a while? How long? Ten years or twenty years? Or lend it to him for a lifetime?" My voice carried a coldness that even I hadn't noticed before.

"Honey, I only have one brother, and besides, don't we have a place to live now? What's wrong with letting him use it for a while?" Charlie's tone even carried a hint of taking it for granted.

Later, Charlie tried to persuade me for a long time, but I neither agreed nor rushed to refuse. Instead, I told him I would think about it.

I don't know what kind of nonsense Charlie's mother and brother had fed him, but this Charlie was one I had never seen before.

That night, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep thinking about this matter,

Then I heard Charlie's phone buzzing non-stop.

Annoyed and distracted, I picked up the phone intending to switch it to silent mode, but accidentally glimpsed a message from his mother to Charlie,

"Charlie, how's it going?"

Out of curiosity, I opened the chat history between Charlie and his mother.