In the city, big bosses hired maids. Even leaders in the capital had housekeepers. Why couldn’t Kay?
The man hadn’t even held Scarlett’s hand yet, but on their third day of acquaintance, he was already envisioning married life.
As the saying goes, dating without marriage in mind was just playing around. Kay liked Scarlett and wanted to be with her, so naturally, marriage came to mind.
On the way back, Kay rearranged the two bamboo baskets in the back seat so Scarlett could stretch her legs.
His heart was too soft. He couldn’t bear to see her uncomfortable, but it meant he didn’t get to enjoy even the smallest advantages.
They arrived in Greenfield County before it got too late. Kay offered to take Scarlett back to Wellwater Village, but she refused.
“It’s inconvenient. You don’t have a car, so you’d have to walk back to the county after dropping me off.”
Kay thought to himself that he didn’t mind the trouble. He wished it were late enough to stay in Wellwater Village. But showing up empty-handed wasn’t his style, and he was still thinking about the results of Leo’s errand. Reluctantly, he repeatedly reminded Scarlett to stay safe before letting her leave.
After riding about ten meters away, Kay remembered something and called out, “Are you going to Harborfield again tomorrow?”
“No, I’ll only head to Greenfield County, maybe visit other villages to collect goods.”
Kay nodded, making a mental note of her schedule.
When they returned to the guesthouse, Leo was squatting next to a large vehicle, smoking a cigarette. Beside him was a man curled up on the ground, bruised and battered, looking thoroughly subdued after being dealt with by Leo.
This man was none other than Whitaker Rosalie’s notorious troublemaker, Wesley from Larkspur Village.
Wesley was usually a tyrant in the village and wasn’t one to bow down easily.
But Leo wasn’t just skilled with his fists—he had also pointed the ominous black muzzle of a gun at Wesley, nearly scaring him into wetting his pants. With the recent crackdown and stricter security in Greenfield County, Wesley assumed he had been caught for one of his misdeeds by undercover officers.
However, instead of taking him to the police station, Leo brought him back to the guesthouse.
This only made Wesley even more terrified and uneasy.
“Kay, you’re finally back! This idiot actually wet his pants and stank up the place. Nearly killed me with the smell!”
No wonder Leo was keeping a good distance from Wesley.
“Take him to the room. Standing around in the courtyard like this gives a bad impression,” Kay said.
After all, they weren’t locals in Greenfield County. Outsiders shouldn’t cause too much of a stir, as even a powerful outsider wouldn’t challenge the locals too openly. There must have been a good reason if Leo had brought Wesley back. Perhaps this man held the key to solving the mystery of why Scarlett’s reputation had been so tarnished.
Kay’s expression darkened.
Wesley, still shaken by Leo’s rough handling, had no idea that he had now provoked someone even more dangerous.
