Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 329

When the elevator door opened, Sydnee stopped talking to him. She stood at the door of Eliot's room and took out the key to open it.

As soon as the door was opened, an indescribable smell came. It was like the sour odor of garbage or the smell from a man who had been smoking for a long time. That smell permeated through the whole room and was mixed with some other things. Anyway, it was extremely unpleasant.

Instead of looking at Eliot who was sitting in the corner, she walked into the room, opened the windows one by one, drew the curtains, cleaned up the kitchen trash can and the toilet trash can, packed them up, and threw them at the door. After she finished, she went into the kitchen to boil water, and then took a broom and swept the pile of cigarette butts in the corner.

She didn't say anything. No inquiry, no consolation. She just came in and kept cleaning, creating noises.

When the water was boiled, Sydnee filled a cup and placed it beside Eliot. She didn't urge him to drink some. She just put down the cup and went back into the kitchen.

After cutting some cabbage, she felt a little depressed. What exactly was she doing here?

She worried a lot in order to take care of Emily's brother. She wondered what made Eliot become like this.

Half an hour later, the smell of rice spread out, followed by the smell of meat and eggs. They really worked up an appetite.

Eliot's sunken shoulders moved slightly, and he raised his head. His eyes were red, as if he hadn't slept well for a couple of days. The stubble covered his mouth, and his lips were dry and bleeding. Perhaps he smoked too much.

After serving two bowls of rice with chopsticks, Sydnee walked over and squatted down, "Can you get up?"

Eliot stared at her. For a moment, he only stared at her quietly. He didn't say anything and didn't know what he was thinking.

"I don't know what happened to you, but the landlord said that you have been staying indoors for a couple of days. I guess you haven't eaten anything, so I made some food. Get up and eat some. You can come back and continue your contemplation after eating." Sydnee stared at him and said.

She called his decadence and sorrow contemplation.

Eliot wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. His heart hurt too much. It was as if someone was using a knife to cut and eat his heart piece by piece till his death.

Sydnee stretched out an arm, trying to lift him up, but she couldn't exert all her strength in a squatting position. She gritted her teeth and tried several times unsuccessfully. She could only turn around and gasped, "Eliot, can you get up? I don't have any strength."

He sniffed a refreshing aroma of tea. It was from her.

Eliot leaned on her shoulder and pushed his other hand against the wall. He stood up, but was about to fall again. Sydnee helped him at once and said, "Go to the chair, over there ... on the chair."

As they walked, they knocked over a glass of water she had put there.

Sydnee ignored that. She gritted her teeth and carried Eliot to the chair. Her waist was almost broken. Just as she was about to rub her waist, Eliot held her in his arms.

She was stunned and hesitated for a moment between struggling and leaving.

Eliot didn't do anything else either. He simply held her.

He spread a strong smell of smoke, mixed with sweat and a faint smell of soap. That was pungent enough.

It was a long time since his last shower.

Sydnee tried to hold her breath, "Alright?"

There was no reply.

Sydnee took a few steps back, only to see that Eliot closed his eyes as if he was asleep.

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