Fall in Love After the Flash Marriage

Chapter 143 Memories in The Old House

“Ask Jessica’s agent Tony,” Michelle looks at Cecelia, “we work in the same company, and have no

conflict of interest. Go to Tony, he might help you to ask to Jessica let Jenny go.”

“Will it work?” Cecelia frowns, “she lost her baby. I don’t think she will agree to help Jenny.”

“She is still in the hospital. And Tony controls her Facebook account. I am not asking you to go to

Jessica, you can just talk to Tony as he could use Jessica’s account to post a statement. This matter is

half done as long as her fans are persuaded.”

“ Are you sure?”

“It’s simply my advice. Taking it or not is up to you.”

Cecelia stands at the door of the public relations department and looks at Shawn, who is angry,

through the glass. Thinking that she may lose her job, she decides to make every possible effort.”

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Jenny turns a blind eye to the comments online. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

It is only at dawn that Jenny realizes how remote this house is.

They came at night. At that time it was dark, she could only see a house which was covered with yellow

Boston ivy, and the yard was overgrown with weeds. After waking up during the day, she takes a look

at the window. Jenny is surprised, and couldn’t believe where she stays in.

Seeing outside from the window of the bedroom, there is a lake with clear water. Although it is Autumn

now, it is not bleak. This house is situated on a hillside, looking outside from another window, there are

winding lands. No wonder that the car bumped along the road last night.

It may be the only house in ten miles.

When she goes downstairs, the cleaners have just left, and the house is bright and clean. Except for

the bedroom, the windows and doors of the house are open to ventilate, which makes her feel chilly. A

gust of wind comes in, and she couldn’t help sneezing.

She shrinks her neck and wraps up in the shawl she has just taken on the bed.

“It’s cold here. You should wear more.”

Luke’s voice comes from behind. With the temperature of his coat on her shoulder, his voice sounds

less cold than before.

She sniffs and turns around subconsciously, only to see a completely different Luke.

Wearing a beige gray sweater and light brown casual pants, he looks mild.

The premise is that he doesn’t speak.

“You did not wear suit?”

“There is no suit. The clothes will be delivered tomorrow,” says Luke

“What you wear is...”

Luke frowns slightly, and he answers after a while, “it’s my brother’s.”

Jenny's face freezes for a few seconds, and then she says, “What should I wear today...”

The clothes on her body exude an indescribable smell, and she didn’t take a bath last night, which is

quite unacceptable for her.

Luke looks at her with a frown, closes the book in his hand, turns around and says, “follow me.”

There is a large cloakroom on the second floor, inside which there are two rows of cabinets. When she

enters the room, she can smell a faint aroma of incense.

Jenny is very familiar with this smell. When she was studying in Melbourne, the landlord’s was always

not at home. This kind of incense was used in the wardrobe at home to keep the clothes clean and tidy

all the year round.

It’s no wonder that she just smelled this smell from Luke.

There are men’s coats hanging in cabinets, all of which are casual. Spring and summer’ clothes are in

one side of the cabinet, autumn and winter’ clothes are in the another side. There are sweaters and

trousers of various colors.

“These are not like Luke’s style. So these must be his brother’s clothes.” Jenny thinks to herself.

“This one is smaller. Try it.” Luke takes a suit out of the cabinet and hands it to her which is black. He

hands her a loose sweater, trousers and a pair of sneakers. They are of small size.

Here may be the place where Kian Lu lived when he was a child.

“Were these your brother’s clothes?” After changing clothes, Jenny finds it fits her well. She stands at

the door of the fitting room, looks at herself and asks.

There is a distant look in Luke’s eyes. He looks down at Jenny holding her shoulders, and then

straightens her collar. He turns the collar of the shirt inside to the outside of the sweater, and says,

“these were mine.”

“Ah?” Jenny exclaims in surprise,

These are what Luke wore when he was a kid?

She looks down at the clothes. There is a faint smell of incense. She blushes suddenly.

“Let’s go and have breakfast.”

Luke doesn’t make any comment on her. He just asks her to have breakfast and turns away from the

cloakroom.

Before leaving, Jenny looks around. It seems that Luke has lots of memories here. From the moment

he opened the door, he looked different. He did not look sad but only look lonely and indifferent, which

makes her worried.

When she goes downstairs, she doesn’t see Luke. When she follows the sound all the way to the

kitchen, she sees the most amazing sight.

Luke is frying eggs.

He pours oil into the pan with sizzles, cracks an egg and drops it in.

“Do you want an over hard egg?”

Hearing Luke’s voice suddenly, Jenny is stunned and wonders if she is dreaming.

“I want a sunny side up.”

She answers immediately, then hesitates into the kitchen and looks at him.

Luke is very skilled in frying eggs. It seems that he has done it many times. The sunlight from the

window of the kitchen shines on his face, and even the tiny hairs on his face are shining brightly which

makes him look soft.

It’s like he has become a different person since he entered the house last night.

“Can you cook?”

“When I was in the army, I shifted to the cookhouse and had to cook for hundreds of people. My family

learned how to since being a child.”

“When you started to learn how to cook, was there anyone teaching you? Was the person strict?”

Luke is stunned, and stops for a moment. Then he lifts the pan and pours the fried egg into a white

porcelain plate. And he put some oil again in the pan. When the oil is heated, he says, “the cook there

was very strict, but my brother taught me in private.”

Jenny is stunned.

This is the second time that Luke mentions Kian today.

This house is full of the memories about his brother, no matter what he does, he will think of his brother.

In the cloakroom, she was a little nervous about this topic. But now when he talks about it, he does not

look that cold, which makes her less afraid.

She tries to ask, “was your brother very tender?”

Luke is silent for a moment and nods slightly, “yes.”

Kian can be regarded as the most tender man of the Lu. He was a genius and was pinned great hopes

on by Alex since he was a child. At the age of 15, he got the medal of special troop for his participation

in anti drug trafficking activities of the Mekong River. He was a legend of Beijing special troop.