I pondered deeply, trying to simplify theplicated mess of rtionships and exin it to Jane in the simplest way possible.


    In the end, it was a failure.


    I gave up thinking and just started tidying up while exining everything to Jane clearly and


    straightforwardly.


    Finally, she understood.


    She summarized with a question, "So he''s Ryan''s future brother-inw?"


    I was stunned, unable to decide whether tough or cry. "Who else can keep up with your quick thinking?"


    Aunt Laura must havee early to clean up the house, leaving it spotless.


    After organizing our belongings, we copsed on the sofa.


    Jane nced at me. "Didn''t you say you had something important to discuss with me? What is it?"


    I handed her the documents that Jack had given me. "I want to start my own business. Are you interested in joining?"


    "Of course!" Her eyes lit up with excitement.


    I chuckled. "So, when you told me about quitting at the hospitalst time and said you had ns, were you lying to me?"


    "Isn''t your n more to my liking?" Jane said with a smile, looking through the documents. After hearing about the Charlotte Jewelry''s background from me, she became more serious. "So when are you nning to start?"


    I smirked. "Right now."


    Some things, once you decide to do them, couldn''t be postponed even for a day.


    Jane''s personality is even more energetic than mine. As soon as she heard, she pped her hands in agreement.


    After lunch, we started discussing various matters.


    She was in charge of choosing the office and deciding on thepany''s location, while I took care of preliminary preparations.


    After a rough estimate, selling the apartment at the Lake Garden would provide more than enough initial capital.


    The next day, I contacted the real estate agency to list the the Lake Garden apartment.


    Late at night, Ryan called with an unpleasant tone. "Are you selling the house?"


    "Yes."


    "You''re not allowed to do that."


    His voice was authoritative.


    I lifted my head from work and stretched my neck. "Why not? If I remember correctly, the apartment is


    in my name, and the divorce agreement clearly states it belongs to me."


    He sneered and questioned, "Where did you move to?"


    I fell silent for a moment and replied calmly, "That''s none of your concern."


    "Is Jack''s house morefortable for you than the one I gave you?"


    His voice was indifferent but unsettling.


    Furrowing my brows, I said firmly, "Are you still having someone follow me?"N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.


    Once knowing my whereabouts could be coincidence.


    Twice would be uneptable.


    On the other end of the line, he seemed to sigh lightly and softened his tone as if trying to coax me. Come out and open the door for me."


    This was what I had once eagerly awaited. He would coax me as if we were just an ordinary couple and be nice to me.


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    But now, my heart wasn''t moved at all. I peeked through the peephole and indeed saw his wless. facial features, slightly drooping with weariness.


    I supposed he was busy withpany matters and issues with Lauren.


    He was ying the role of a domineering CEO and a filial son.


    I pursed my lips. "You should go back. Ryan, since the apartment was given to me, I should have the final say."


    There was a crisp "click" outside the door, like the sound of a lighter. "Need money?"


    "Yes."


    "How muc


    "It''s hard to say, but selling the apartment will suffice for now."


    Ryan''s voice lowered huskily. "Don''t sell the house. I''ll transfer the money to you now."


    I suddenly opened the door. All the words I had wanted to vent vanished when I met his crimson eyes.


    He looked less spirited than usual.


    Perhaps he knew I disliked the smell of smoke. He extinguished his cigarette. His dark eyes stared straight at me. "Cane in?"