Chapter 822 A Gift For Loved One

Jean was already home when Neera arrived.

He left the auction before it had concluded.

When he saw the box in Neera’s arms, he asked knowingly, “Is that the painting you got from the

auction?”

Neera nodded. Her eyes twinkled with delight.

“Yup, do you want to see it?” she asked.

Jean nodded. “Sure.”

They reached into the box and pulled out the painting. The couple admired it for a while.

Jean’s gaze was still fixed on the painting when he casually inquired, “Did you get anything else?”

“Not really,” Neera said, “but Avery did. He won a set of jewelry. He claimed it was a gift. Given his

determination, it must be for someone he likes.”

Jean found her casual remark suspicious. His face grew darker when he heard this.

He didn’t say much but gently stroked her hair.

a long day. Take

right. Neera was sleepy.

upstairs,” she yawned, covering her

went

to his room as well.

the light right away after closing

he just stood there in the pitch black while his eyes adjusted. He then

felt

table to retrieve a pack of cigarettes. He went back out to the balcony, lit up,

enjoy smoking, he could have done so if

feeling tired, and that was before he met

in quite some

his lungs, and he exhaled it slowly, like a veil that hid his face

as ever. It saw through the

someone else and that the jewelry isn’t a gift for Neera. Whether the Bartitsu

took a bath. Her hair was still damp, and she didn’t fall asleep

cups of milk in the kitchen,

Jean.

her nostrils as she entered the room, and she frowned.

the balcony. A question popped into her mind as soon as she saw his silhouette,

“Did

you smoke?”

had not expected her to

and instinctively

it at all. Ian was someone she had known for a long

him smoking.

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