Novel Square
Chapter 144 You're Hard to Make Plans With
Chapter 144 You're Hard to Make Plans With
Chapter 144 You're Hard to Make Plans With
Sandra quickly responded.
[We just separated not long ago. His boss suddenly asked him for something. You know that he works
multiple jobs every day.]
Although Sandra was a wealthy second-generation lady, Trevor was a really poor guy. The apartment
he rented was only about 430 square feet. But he's young and handsome and willing to work hard.
Of course, Penny learned about these advantages from Sandra.
She heard that since his student days, Trevor had been working four jobs daily to support his tuition
and living expenses.
But Sandra came from a family in the diamond business, and her families were the most prominent
diamond merchants in the country. She had never had to worry about money since she was a child.
Penny was surprised at first why Sandra would be with Trevor.
Only recently did she find out that when Sandra was with him, she didn't tell him that she was a rich
second-generation.
To fit into Trevor's life, Sandra even pretended to be poor and said she worked as a waitress at a
restaurant.
Trevor believed her, and the two quickly entered into a romantic relationship.
Sandra even rented a small apartment, only hundreds of square feet in size, to make her lie more
believable.
In her own words, it was even smaller than the swimming pool at her home.
Penny never really had high hopes for this relationship. As the saying went, people from prominent
families valued matching backgrounds. When the Dudley family wanted to arrange a marriage for
Sandra, a poor guy like Trevor would be outside the scope of potential spouses.
But she could see that at least Sandra had put in genuine effort in this relationship.
So, at this moment, she followed those two women without letting them notice.
There were two presidential suites on this floor, and they were far apart to avoid disturbing each other.
After Penny followed them, she hid her body and saw one of the women knock on a door.
The slightly tall woman stood by the door, and it was quickly opened with fireworks bursting out.
"Happy birthday."
The person who came out was Trevor.
And the woman held Trevor's neck with both hands, her tone somewhat coquettish.
"You're hard to make plans with. If it weren't my birthday today, you wouldn't have come out, would
you?" Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.
Trevor took a step back, avoiding her physical contact.
He looked about twenty years old and very handsome. Even on a campus, he would catch the attention
of girls.
He was a sunshine boy who wore a smile that carried a faint golden glow.
Penny stood not far away, seeing this scene, and immediately sent a message to Sandra.
She only provided the location of the hotel and the three words, "Trevor is here."
Sandra wasn't stupid and would surely realize it.
Penny took a photo but didn't send it to Sandra to provoke her. It was evidence of Trevor's betrayal if
he lied later.
Carrying a thermos, she turned and knocked on Orlando's door.
The two doors were quite far apart, not disturbing each other.
The door opened, and Orlando had just finished showering and was wearing pajamas. It seemed like
he had just come out of the bathroom, with water droplets still dripping from his hair.
One after another, the droplets trickled down, adding a touch of desire to this beautiful flower on the
highland.
Penny had known that Orlando had a great figure before and had once wanted to paint him. So when
she saw this scene, her face paused for a moment.
In the silence, a water droplet fell from Orlando's hair, rolled down his chest, and then disappeared into
a deeper place.
Seeing Penny, he seemed to remember about the soup.
"Mr. Fletcher."
Penny called out and shook the thermos in her hand.
She had left a thermos here last time, and Anika specially bought this one.
Orlando saw that she was still wearing the same clothes, and his eyes were bright, a deepening at the
corners.
Neither did Penny notice his change, nor she entered when he spoke.
"This is tonight's soup."
Orlando turned around and picked up a towel from the side, gently wiping his hair.
His well-defined shoulder blades looked solid and elegant, his figure tall and slender.
Penny couldn't help but sigh. Some people are heaven's favorites.
She entered the room, placed the thermos on the table, and noticed the one she had left behind last
time.
She just took the empty one and reminded Orlando.
"Mr. Fletcher, rest early."
Just as she was about to leave, she caught sight of Orlando taking out a medical kit and apparently
intending to change the dressing on his hand wound.