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Chapter 382

Chapter 382 You Adopted

Well, it was.

He glared at me, raising an eyebrow, "Why are you crying? What happened?"

I shook my head, the things that had happened in the past two days had nothing to do with him. Telling him would only serve to bother one more person.

Fortunately, he didn't press further, looking at me he said, "The little female cat can be discharged, the kitten is also fine."

In hindsight, I thought of the kitten we had rescued that day. I paused, looking at him and asked, "Did you take it in?"

He shook his head, his gaze indifferent as he said, "I've never raised one before. Besides, isn't this the thing you wanted to save? What's your plan?"

I was stumped by his question. I had never raised one, and besides, my mother was somewhat allergic to cat hair, so we couldn't keep one at home. Moreover, this is Springbury, taking it back to River City might be a bit troublesome.

Hesitating, I looked at him, unable to resist saying, "Dan..."

"Puff..." The coffee in his mouth caught him off guard, and I was sitting across from him, so I was unfortunately the victim.

I took a few steps back, looking at him with a frown, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "What are you doing? You sprayed me all over, Daniel, you did it on purpose, didn't you?"

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He hastily grabbed a tissue to wipe for me, but I dodged and snatched the tissue to wipe myself. I glared at him with disgust and said

speechlessly, "Is it necessary to react so strongly? It's not like no one has ever called you that before."

A title, making it seem like I was taking advantage of him.

He pursed his lips, tidied up the aftermath, and resumed his usual cool and gentle demeanor. He cleared his throat, somewhat unnaturally, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not used to you addressing me like this all of a sudden."

I sighed, dealt with the coffee stain on my clothes, sat down, and looked at him, saying, "Alright, from now on I'll just call you by your full name to avoid startling you."

I originally wanted to tease him, but then I realized he couldn't take a joke at all.

He pursed his lips, his voice somewhat hoarse, "You can call me whatever you like."

I felt this person, I really didn't know how to put it, I had known him for so long, I felt I was very familiar with him, but sometimes the feeling he gave me was as if we had just met.

Sometimes gloomy and fierce, sometimes gentle and cool, sometimes indifferent and unfamiliar, truly changeable, look at his slightly reddened ears.

I pursed my lips, sighed helplessly, and simply gave up. Resting my chin on my hand, I looked at him and said, "Why don't you adopt those two kittens?"

He paused for a moment, then frowned and said directly, "I don't like cats, no way."

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I smirked, "You've paid for their medical treatment, how can you not like them? Besides, didn't you say you've always been alone, with no family or friends? Now that you've adopted them, they are your family. Let me tell you, kittens are super therapeutic, they are so soft. If it weren't for my mom's cat hair allergy, I would have adopted them myself."

I said a lot, but he remained silent. Seeing this, I suggested, "How about this, let them stay at your place. If you can't handle it, I can help you take care of them when I'm free. This way, it won't take up your time, and you can occasionally play with the cats, right?"

He pursed his lips, lifting his gaze to look at me, and after a long while, he said faintly, "Okay."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but laugh, "Then let's make this happy decision, let's go and bring them over."

He paused, hesitating.

Seeing him like this, I thought he was going to regret it, so I quickly walked over to him, grabbed his sleeve, and half-dragged him out of the coffee shop.

We hailed a taxi on the roadside and headed straight for the pet hospital.

However, we ran into an acquaintance outside the pet hospital. It was none other than Sebastian, who was carrying a cage and quite a lot of cat food. Upon seeing me and Daniel, he paused, looking at us and said, "Mr. Monroe, Ms. Conner, what brings you here?"

Seeing Sebastian, it dawned on me that Daniel had already asked him to come and get the cat. Glancing sideways at Daniel, I said, "You already had someone come, why didn't you say so earlier?"

He looked at me, his expression calm and indifferent, even somewhat

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innocent, "You didn't ask."

I..

Alright then.

Indeed, I made a mistake.

I retrieved the cat, returned to the hotel, only to replace that the cat had been taken away by Daniel. I went back to my room, took out my phone and looked at the trending topics about the attractions. As always, there had been no concrete evidence about Jacob's death these past few days. Now, with the incident at the attraction, Walter had been ruthlessly attacked online.

Walter didn't allow me to see these, so I hadn't seen them before. But now that I have, I feel very upset. However, I also know that just being angry is useless. Without a clear investigation, any further explanation now seems weak.

Catching sight of a particularly noticeable article on the trending list, I couldn't help but click to take a look. This article was different from the others, it wasn't attacking Walter or the Hinton family.

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