NovelStartChapter 1111 Unwilling to Move out Nothing had changed in the room. Jennifer's photos from her childhood were hanging on the wall, each of which clearly reminded her about the occasion.
The lamb belts on the wall emanated warm light.
The birthday presents from Zack to her were placed neatly with the year labels.
Jennifer felt moved again while entering.
Zack had been searching for her all through the years, so she decided to do something for him.
The paternity test showed Eason was Zack's biological son, which delighted Jennifer greatly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe was determined to repay her father's deep love for her.
Noon.
A car was parked in the yard of Rowan's villa.
Daphne got off while holding a bag, walking towards the living room while humming a song.
She had stayed in Rowan's house recently without moving out.
"Rowan, | brought you sspaghetti. The sauce is separated." She quickly put down the bag. "Hurry. It's still warm. | guess you haven't had lunch yet." "How is your house hunting going?" asked Rowan.
Daphne darted at him. Although she promised to find an apartment to move into, she didn't.
She only wandered into a bookstore in the morning.
"No need to rush, right? It's convenient forto stay here." She beamed at Rowan and tested him again while mixing the sauce with the spaghetti. "Why? Are you kickingout?" "I'm not. You need to move out sooner or later." Rowan picked up his fork. "You can find an apartment nearby the hospital. Then it's convenient for you to go to work." His words sent Daphne into disappointment. Still smiling, she said, "I see." "The spaghetti is a lot. Do you want to have some?" Rowan picked up a plate and a fork.
"Rowan." Daphne stared at him and changed the topic. "May | be your assistant after joining the hospital? You need someone to assist you. I'm fast in learning." "I will find a male assistant," Rowan replied bluntly, "No worries. I'll let you choose from a bunch of positions." He had tried his best to help her.
Daphne was upset but refused to tell him. She believed it would be an excellent beginning to work in his hospital and see him daily.
She reminded herself to be patient and take it easy instead of being too greedy.
"Eat the spaghetti." Daphne shifted their conversation in another direction. "It'll take tto find a good apartment. I'll keep searching." Rowan stopped urging her.
After leaving Clarke Villa, Jennifer went to the Clarke Corp.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTristan returned to his office after the transfusion was finished in the hospital. Zack didn't assign many jobs to him, but Tristan wanted to share his burdens.
He reviewed several files and replied to a few emails.
"This is for you, Tristan." Jennifer passed him an ointment.
Tristan looked up and met her dewy eyes, surprised to see her appear in the company.
With a bright smile, Jennifer explained, "I got it from Rowan Watson. Apply it to your wound once daily. You'll recover pretty soon." "Thank you, Ms. Brooks." "You are welcome. Where's my father?" Jennifer looked around.
"Mr. Clarke is in the room next door." Nodding, she said, "OK. I'll go talk to him." She turned away.
Tristan didn't withdraw his gaze until she vanished from his sight.
"Dad?" Zack had just finished a call. Sitting before the window of the conference room, he turned around. "Here you came, Michelle." "Ehn." Jennifer strode towards him. "| got a special ointment for Tristan from Rowan earlier. Then | studied Eason's condition for a whole morning and recorded it. From now on, I'll try my best effort to cure him."
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