Chapter 350

Chapter 350 won’t get them together Candice called Bella again, and after a short call she stopped and hung up the next moment.

Something’s wrong. She needs to think about it.

Candice stood in front of the dresser, her eyes darting. Soon, she dialed a new number.

“Now find out what happened to Uriah and Bella and Alva during this time.”

“All right.”

The phone hung up and Candice’s eyes narrowed.

She would never let Alva be with Uriah!

The next morning, Alva got up early. She wanted to go down and make breakfast.

But as soon as he sat up, Jackson held him in his arms.

Alva stared up at Jackson.

Jackson’s eyes were closed, still asleep.

But Alva knew Jackson was awake.

“Are you awake?”

Jackson held her close, rested his chin on the top of her hair, and said, in a voice that was as hoarse as it had been in the morning, “Sleep some more.”

Alva, “I want to go down and make breakfast.”

Jackson opened his eyes and looked down at her. “Hungry?”

Alva laughs. “Not hungry.”

How could she be hungry after all she ate last night?

“Then sleep some more.”

Jackson closed his eyes again.

Alva also saw him so tired for the first time, smiled and said: “you sleep, I do it.”

He used to make it for her, but this time she made it for him.

Jackson opened his eyes and looked deeply at her.

Alva, “What’s wrong?”

Watch her not speak.

“I just want to look at you like this.”

Watching her care about how she looks.

Alva smiled. “OK, I’m up. You sleep alone.”

Push him away and get up.

Jackson looked at her with tender, loving eyes.

Can’t get enough of it.

Even when she’s around, he wants to stick to her.

Alva went to the locker room to put on her clothes, and Jackson got up.

Alva was surprised. “Aren’t you sleeping?”

“HMM.”

She wasn’t near him, and he couldn’t sleep well.

Alva curved her lips. “It’s hard to make you a breakfast.”

He followed her downstairs, and then breakfast was his to make, and he wouldn’t let her sit.

Jackson winked. “Indeed.”

They washed and went downstairs, and by the time they got there, breakfast was already on the table.

Alva was startled.

Flora comes out with milk.

Seeing them, he said, “Are you awake?”

Alva looked at the rich breakfast on the table and was startled. “Flora, when did you get up?”

She gets up at seven o’clock, so it’s not too late, it’s early.

But Flora had beaten her to it.

Breakfast is ready.

“I don’t know. I didn’t look. I woke up.”

“Quick, sit down and eat!”

Seeing Alva still standing, Flora said quickly.

Jackson is not surprised by Flora’s early rise and leads her to the dinner table.

Flora immediately serves Alva food.

“Flora,” Alva said, “I’ll do it myself.”

Flora pushes her hand away, “You sit down, Mom will serve you.”

How big a deal?

Alva was embarrassed and said, “For you to get up so early to make breakfast for us, and for you to serve me, I…’

Alva is interrupted by Flora, “You come back once in a while, Flora makes you a breakfast.”

Before Alva could speak, she looked at Jackson, “You ask Jackson, when I was in A city, I didn’t trust him, I used to take care of his food and living, am I not so early to get up?”

“HMM.”

Looking at Alva, bent his lips, “Just get used to it.”

She just can’t stand being nice to her.

Always thinking of giving back.

He had to get her used to it.

Get used to receiving kindness.

Flora puts the porridge in front of Alva. “I don’t think you look very well. I made it specially for your blood.”

Alva was grateful. “Thanks, Mom.”

“Why are you so polite, boy?”

She’s too weak now. She needs to patch it up.

Alva looked at the nutritious porridge in front of her, and a warm glow in her heart spread through her body.

Flora is a good mother-in-law. She’s very lucky.

A few people ate breakfast, then went to see real estate.

Last night Flora watched it with her assistant, watched it herself, analyzed and compared it, and stayed up until two in the morning.

But she’s not sleepy. She’s in good spirits.

Soon, the car stopped at a real estate sales office.

Several people get off and Alva looks at the plaque.

Mittal.

Flora sees Alva looking at the plaque and says, “That sounds good to me.”

“Well, it’s elegant.”

Flora laughs, “This Mittal. I asked someone to see it and asked about it. It’s a nice view and quiet. It suits you very well.”

“Go inside and look,” Jackson said.

“Well, we’ll settle it today, if that’s all right with you.”

“Good,” said Hermione.

A few people go in.

There are not many people to see the house in the real estate, because the real estate has been repaired and has been paid for a long time.

But this Mittal. Is a villa, the price is not usually expensive, so Mittal. The house is not sold out.

There is room for choice.

The sales lady saw a few people and came right away.

“Are you choosing a house?”

“Let’s see first,” Flora says.

“Okay, look, ask any questions you have.”

“No problem.”

A few people look.

But Alva saw that the real estate is a single-family villas, frowning slightly.

She didn’t think it was a villa. She thought it was an apartment.

Jackson sees Alva frowning and asks, “What’s wrong?”

Flora looks back at Alva, “Don’t you like it?” Jackson asks.

Alva smiled and said, “No, let’s see first.”

It doesn’t have to be today. We’ll go back.

Jackson knew what Alva was thinking, but he didn’t say.

Several people continue to look at the real estate.

Just as they were looking at the building, a low-key black luxury car pulled up outside.

Several black luxury cars followed.