"Okay, I understand. When I come back, uncle will buy you both a plane and a tank, okay?"
"Mm."
Heitor hung up the phone and Cedric asked, "Is he buying or not?"
"Mm."
Heitor nodded. Cedric immediately grinned and ran off to play.
Heitor tagged along behind him.
Zorion didn't know what conclusion his parents would come to over the matter of apologies, but he knew that this time it wouldn't be handled that easily.
It was still a question of who should apologize to who. No matter how you looked at it, this wasn't something that could be forgotten just like that.
Raeleigh woke up in the morning and went downstairs. She was ready to put out a little and cook some oats to eat. However, just like the previous day, the dishes had already been prepared.
There was bacon, avocado toast, and two sunnyside up eggs for breakfast, together with cereal.
As the table had been set, Raeleigh subconsciously looked around just as the mute returned from being outside. He raised his head and saw Raeleigh standing around. With a little hesitance, he went up to her and moved his eyes to the table, an indication for Raeleigh to go ahead and eat.
"You don't have to get up early the next day to cook. I can still make breakfast. Aside from that, if there's something you want to eat, just tell me..."
Raeleigh looked down at her hand, "As long as it's not something I have to cut, I can do it."
Then she turned and sat down without hesitation. After the mute handed a pair of cutleries for her, she lowered her head and started on her meal.
He remained silent as he sat opposite Raeleigh and ate his portion.
After their meal, she went to the garden with the mute. To be able to pluck the remaining fruits from the trees once in a while was a buoyant feeling.
Raeleigh returned that afternoon when she saw Deanna at her doorstep. Deanna didn't leave the village in itself, but this was the first time she met the mute and she was really curious.
"This mute is actually quite good looking. Why are you dressed like this? How about I help you clean up a little?" Deanna ran up towards him and offered, staring at him intently.
The mute didn't respond, neither did he react.
Raeleigh answered in his stead, "He is an introvert, he normally doesn't like to talk to other people."
"Oh? Then, Raeleigh, how did you both meet? Is he a bad guy?" Deanna was immediately on the alert.
"I was acquainted with him before. At that time, you went overseas to ensure your baby's safety and you didn't get a chance to see him even when you came back. He saved my life. He isn't a bad person."
For Deanna, this was the best explanation given, by telling her that the mute wasn't a bad guy.
Deanna's round eyes widened as she stared at him. She circled around him and mumbled, "But I still feel that there's something wrong with this person. Who are you exactly?"
Deanna scrutinized him intensely but Raeleigh interrupted her, "He can't speak."
"Oh," Deanna said simply before she turned and went elsewhere. But she suddenly turned back around and asked, "Who are you?"
The mute stayed silent as Raeleigh once again reiterated, "Deanna, he saved my life."
"I didn't mean anything else. I just asked him who exactly he was. How can you act like this? Forget it, I'll stop asking."
Deanna sat to one side and continued to stare at him. He lowered his head and averted his eyes away from her. Raeleigh was worried about what Deanna would do, thus she sent him away to do a little shopping, which gave him an escape from the difficult situation.
Even after he left, Deanna was still persistent. "Raeleigh, I think you are too gullible."
Raeleigh stood on the side and maintained what she said, "He will not hurt me."
"Raeleigh, my intuition tells me that the mute is not a simple character." Deanna wagered.
Raeleigh did not want to continue on this line of questioning. She deliberately didn't respond to her earlier statement and said instead, "Do you want to grab a bite to eat?"
At the obvious topic change, Deanna also conceded and didn't speak any further. Just then, Jacky appeared at their sides and added, "This meal is on us, let's go and have lunch around noon."
As Raeleigh couldn't move her hands much, it was just as well.
"Then we'll be over in the afternoon."
"Raeleigh..."
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