Rewriting My Heart's Fate (Ethan and Evelyn) novel Chapter 19

Chapter 19 

I was furious, but Ethan seemed to be in a rather good mood. I silently cursed him before pushing him away angrily. 

“A wise person knows when to step aside.” 

As I stormed off, I had no idea that every move between Ethan and me had been witnessed by Leah 

After I got home, I took a shower and stood in front of the mirror. The person in the mirror had fair skin, and her features were as delicate as if they’d stepped right out of a painting each aspect carrying just the right amount of charm. Yet, there was a hint of red on my lips. 

My mind flashed back to the dimly lit corridor, to that cold–eyed young man who had kissed me so fiercely. My thoughts were in complete disarray. 

Erhan didn’t like me, not in my past life, and certainly 

by not in this one. But why was he bothering with me? My hands gripped the edge of the sink, tightening more and more with each passing moment. 

After a while, I finally pulled myself together, returned to my room, and lay down on my bed. The alcohol was taking effect, and even though I should have been drifting off to sleep, I couldn’t. 

I tossed and turned repeatedly, until, finally, I gave up. I got up, threw on a jacket, and went out to the balcony to wait for the sunrise. 

The morning light gradually broke through the clouds, turning the sky into a dreamy palette of colors. Finally, the sun revealed itself. I squinted at it, feeling my heart finally calm down. 

That afternoon, I booked a flight to Napel, if I wanted to gradually distance myself from the Wiley family, there were many things I needed to take care of Buying a 

FirstTask 

a bouse was the 

After resting in a hotel for the night, the real estate agent I had made arrangements with came to pick me up the next morning to go house–hunting. 

The weather in Napel was nice. June was the height of summer there, so I changed into a light green dress and applied a bit of makeup before heading downstairs in a good mood. After almost four hours of looking at sbor seven different properties, none of them were what I was looking for. 

Myenthusiasm waned, but the agent still dutifully suggested after sensing my disappointment, “Ms. Wiley, there’s a development on the south side that’s quite nice. It’s a bit far from the city center but close to the university. Would you like to check it out?” 

I didn’t have strict requirements for the location. I was a homebody, after all. As long as there were shopping malls, hospitals, and parks nearby, 

by, that would be fine. Most importantly, I couldn’t afford to spend money recklessly right now. Every cent I had needed to be carefully planned. 

I rubbed my sore calves and nodded. “Let’s take a look at the place you mentioned,” 

Once there, the sales representative walked us through the features and selling points of their development. After circling the property a few times, I found it wasn’t bad. 

The price was within the range I was looking ar, and the surrounding amenities were good, but it was still slightly out of my budget. 

I sat down in a chair and took a sip of the water the sales representative handed me, “Is there really no way the price could come down a bat?!