Chapter 160 - 16o: 16o Our Home
Chapter 160 - 16o: 16o Our Home
Chapter 160 - 16o: 16o Our Home
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As they made their way to Alexander Summers’ old home, Purple Summers felt both nervous and scared.
The car drove deep into the mountains.
The vast mountains were covered with lush trees, making it hard to imagine that anyone could live in such a desolate wilderness.
As the car slowly ascended along the winding mountain road, Purple finally saw a villa halfway up the mountain; red roofs, white walls, bathed in the brilliant autumn sun. It seemed to be shrouded in a golden mist, creating a hazy and dreamlike atmosphere.
For a moment, Purple felt dazed.
Once upon a time, she told Nathaniel that she wanted to live on a hillside. The house did not have to be too big, but it had to be surrounded by a large ginkgo tree. In deep autumn, the golden leaves would fall and cover the ground like a soft, colorful carpet, making even a fall seem painless.
Plus, there had to be a terrace on the roof, where she could lazily stay home all day and watch the sunrise in the morning, sunset in the evening, and stars at night.
Nathaniel smiled and said, “Such a house won’t be easy to find.”
“If it were easy to find, it wouldn’t be a dream,” she answered with a smile.
They agreed that if they found a suitable house, they would buy it. But after getting married, both were too busy to think about it.
Purple had also thought about making enough money to build her dream house in the mountains. However, many things are easier said than done.
Building a villa in the mountains required at least road construction, and even with that, there were still problems of electricity, water, and internet connections to consider. After all, Purple’s longing for nature did not mean she wanted to live a completely isolated life.
So the idea was set aside, and she never thought that today, she would actually see a house almost identical to the one in her dreams.
The car stopped at the side of the road, and Alexander carried their luggage inside while calling Atra Blanc.
He lied with ease, saying Purple was about to take an exam, so he was taking her out to relax for a few days.
While Alexander was on the phone, Purple examined the house from the courtyard.
The villa looked brand new, with snow-white walls, round arched windows, and stone corners. Elegant vines and small flowers crawled along the walls, giving a warm and elegant atmosphere.
She looked up at the nearby ginkgo tree.
It was not deep autumn yet, and the ginkgo leaves were a mixture of yellow and green, with only a thin layer of fallen leaves on the ground.
…Was it a coincidence?
“Let’s go inside,” Alexander had finished his call and came over to hold Purple’s hand, leading her into the house.
A small brass bell hung above the door. When the door opened, the bell rang with a light and pleasant sound.
Purple felt that dazed sensation grow even stronger…
It was as if Alexander had brought her to a world within a dream.
He led her upstairs to their shared room. Inside the ivory-white wardrobe, clothes filled the space, half his and half hers.
Her photos hung on the walls, and unopened women’s skincare products sat on the dressing table, with slippers for both of them under the bed.
Remarkably, there was even a bird’s nest-like basket hanging by the door, clearly intended for the small crow.
Aside from Alexander’s despicable behavior, the way he treated her was extremely thoughtful and considerate in every detail.
“This is our home,” Alexander hugged her from behind, his chin resting on her head, nuzzling affectionately. “Do you like it?”
Purple could hear her own heartbeat.
Thump, thump, thump…
A slightly warm current seemed to flow through her heart…
She stared blankly at everything in the room and her gaze became distant.
Seeing her so entranced, Alexander couldn’t help but laugh. He kissed her cheek and asked, “What, did I touch your heart?”
Purple abruptly snapped out of her daze.
“No way!” She said with slight annoyance, but her face involuntarily flushed with heat..