Chapter 216 - To Give 1

At the beginning of December, the weather became colder and colder.

Jaquan stayed up late last night to read the customer's information. When he woke up in the morning and went to the bathroom, he was a little confused. Hearing the commotion coming from inside, he habitually said, "You woke up quite early today."

Inside, his mother, Felice Campbell, opened the door and said, "What?"

Jaquan then remembered that Emma had left. He immediately sobered up and scratched his hair. "Nothing."

After Jaquan washed up, Felice had served breakfast on the table. "Why did she leave without saying goodbye to me? I even hoped to see her this time. I bought her...." In mid-sentence, Felice was worried that her son would find her unpleasant and noisy, so she immediately shut her mouth. However, Jaquan did not impatiently scold her for being noisy. When she suddenly stopped, he even looked up and asked, "What did you buy?"

"Fish." Felice was stunned.

Jaquan replied, "Well." He then continued to eat.

Felice felt strange. Just as she was about to ask, a doorbell came from the door. She went to open the door. As soon as the people entered, he frowned and asked, "Emily, my bone hurts. What's wrong with it?"

Seeing that it was Felice standing in front of him, the old man quickly grinned and greeted her. He then poked his head into the door and saw Jaquan coming out. He asked, "Where is Emma?"

Jaquan said expressionlessly, "She's gone."

Ever since Emma left, people kept knocking on the door from morning till night. Jaquan had lived here for so many years, and this was the first time he felt his place so lively. They gave food and toys to Jaquan. Once they cooked something delicious, they would share it with Jaquan and then asked, "When will Emma come back?"

Damn it. How was he supposed to know whether she would come back or not?

They not only gave Jaquan food but also asked him for help when they had sore legs and waist. They were troublesome! Did they take this place as a big pharmacy?

Every time Jaquan drove past the gate of the community after work, a middle-aged woman always asked, "Aren't you going to buy pancakes today?"

"No." On the third night, Jaquan added, "I won't buy it anymore."

The woman was stunned. She wanted to ask something else. Jaquan's car had entered.

Jaquan found those people quite annoyed in the past few days. Emma had left, but this group of people reminded him time and time again, as if Emma had never left.

Jaquan rarely went out for a run on weekends, but he met the old man whom Emma helped deal with his dislocation. Out of courtesy, Jaquan greeted him, "Sir, are you taking a walk?"

"Why isn't Emma with you?" the man asked with a smile.

Jaquan explained it every day, and he became immune to this question. He said with a gloomy face, "She went home."

The man thought Emma had returned to her parents' home. So, he replied with a smile, "Well, the recipe she gave me was especially useful. My wife said that she would treat her to dinner at home. When she comes back, bring her over. We will prepare a table of dishes to entertain you."

"..."

"No need. She won't come back." After Jaquan finished speaking, he ran out alone.

The man muttered behind him, "Do they quarrel?"

If Jaquan heard this, he would fly into a temper.

He had almost been driven crazy by the group of people who asked him about Emma every day. As Arabella called him, he ran over without the slightest hesitation.

Arabella was about to attend a banquet. She invited Vincent and said, "You must come. If you don't come, I won't go in."

She even beat Vincent to the punch and hung up, believing that Vincent would definitely make it.

In the end, Vincent asked Rex to reply with a text message. "I won't go."

Good-mannered as Arabella was, she didn't reveal the slightest bit of dissatisfaction or anger. She picked up her phone and called Jaquan with ease. Sure enough, she just said that he should dress in a formal manner and he came over. He didn't even know what she wanted him to do.

Arabella felt that it was extremely boring. Although it was good that Jaquan behaved like this, she did not like it.

In less than half an hour, Jaquan drove to the Peck's and called Arabella. She asked him to wait for a while, so Jaquan went to the garret to see Trevor.

Jaquan didn't forget to take a box of chocolates with him. This was the only thing Trevor liked.

The garret was brightly lit. As the cold wind blew, the three carp windsocks on it flew in the wind. Jaquan watched from below and prayed silently. After he finished, he walked up the stairs.

When the servants saw him, they all greeted him, "Do you want some tea?"

Jaquan waved his hand and said, "I'll leave after taking a look at him. Don't bother with me. Take a rest."

These servants guarded downstairs of the garret all the time, in case Trevor would have an accident. After all, he was dumb. Even if he encountered danger, he could not make a sound.

Jaquan knocked on the door and said, "Trevor, I'm coming in."

He took off his shoes and came in. Then he put the chocolate on the carpet. The little robot got off the bed and walked up to him. "Jaquan," Eleven said in a teenage voice.

Jaquan smiled and looked at the bed that was wholly concealed. "You said that you gave Eleven to the Eleven day to Christy. Why did he come back?"

Eleven had not spoken for a long time.

Eleven returned five days ago. When Christy said those words, Trevor loaned a program. Almost as Christy walked out of the hotel, Eleven quietly flew out of her bag and returned to the garret.

Jaquan flicked a glance. "What's wrong?"

The bed moved, and Eleven said again, "Jaquan, are you here for Arabella?"

Jaquan nodded. Realizing that Trevor couldn’t see him like this, he said, "Well, she asked me to attend an activity with her."

Eleven picked up a rose reinforced by a glass bottle and handed it to him.

Jaquan took it and smiled bitterly. "She doesn't like me, so it's useless to send flowers."

Eleven blinked his gray but clear eyes and returned in a youthful voice, "Send it to someone who likes you."

When Jaquan came out, he held a glass bottle with roses in his hand. As soon as he arrived downstairs, he met Arabella. In a mink coat and a purple evening gown, she appeared noble and elegant. Seeing him come down from the garret with the flowers in his arms, she smiled and thought that the flowers were for her. She then said somewhat disdainfully, "Forget it. I can't even take along my bag in these clothes."

Jaquan understood what she implied and somehow felt a little angry. He walked out with the flowers and said, "They are not for you."

"How is that possible? Who else can you give them to other than me?" Arabella was shocked and didn't believe it.

Jaquan put flowers in the locker of the car. When Arabella got in the car, he didn't even have the intention to take the flowers out. Arabella glanced at him for a few times and felt that he had changed.

In the past, no matter when she called him out, he was always happy.. He had never had such a worried expression before.