Chapitre 12: CHAPTER 11

Douglas Lee (POV)

Hillside Garden Estate

Whenever I am home, there is one thing that I love doing and it is to walk around the neighborhood under the pretense of exercising.

Although the houses in the estate are further away from each other, residents tend to come out, run around exercising, play some golf, or visit the public sports center where they can play and just chat together.

Most kids from the area would be mostly at school. Some of them were studying abroad, so only a few kids could be found.

The only people one would see were the maids, garden boys, and any other kind of servants that these rich families would think of employing.

When one wasn’t seeing those, it would be the rich owners who would appear once in a while. In the morning when they were leaving for work and in the evening when they were returning from work, they would be in their cars.

So, if you wanted to know who was who, it was a matter of memorizing and recognizing the cars and number plates.

This was something that I have become very good about. To see the woman of my dreams, the woman after my heart, and the woman I just couldn’t forget no matter how hard I tried, I made sure to commit to memory all cars that her house owned.

Be it hers or her husband’s, I memorized them all.

At least this way, I would know who was home and who wasn’t.

And recently something weird had been happening. It’s been three days since I saw that husband’s car, it seemed that only the wife was there.

Knowing that my baby was all alone without that man’s accompaniment, I was very happy because every single time I knew that they were together, I couldn’t even sleep properly and the feeling was quite disturbing and heart-wrenching.

I know that I was being unreasonable. After all, I fell for a married woman who doesn’t even know that I exist, but what could I do when I was already deluded by love?

It was simply too much for me, but I knew that if I gave up without even trying, I would regret it.

So, later that evening, I started taking my slow walk, hoping to see her drive past as she headed for her house.

Since her house was more expensive than the one me and my family were living in, we were much closer to the main gate while her house was somewhere in the center of the estate.

Luckily for me, I saw her car, and this time it wasn’t the usual SUV she loved driving but a sedan, a Mercedes Maybach S650, the kind of car that could only be seen in places where the rich lived.

If I were to go to those other neighborhoods, I would probably not see something like that.

Looking at her driving away in such a cool car, I smiled brightly, as if I were seeing my own child. I felt very proud seeing that.

She was a hard worker, and a hard-working woman was enough to light a fire in me. There were so many things that were capable of turning a person on and it was it.

Now that she was gone, I started to feel bored but since I needed to exercise as I couldn’t go home where there was no one, as my mother went out with her new friends and my elder brother was working out of the city while the youngest was at a boarding school.

I didn’t know how long I walked, but I found myself at the sports Centre surrounded by all sorts of women who were exercising and minding their own business.

Wearing sports attires that hugged their sweaty bodies, if it was before, I would have reacted but my mind seemed to only function for one person. And it was the kind of person that I couldn’t even see and probably won’t even have a chance to meet for a very long time.

And as I was lost in my thoughts, I felt someone tugging my sleeve, jolting me awake from my stupor.

“Hey there, young man!” a soft female voice sounded by my side.

Not expecting someone to have approached me in such a short time I had been standing there, I was in a daze but still managed to turn to face her.

Since the other had already approached me, I found it very rude to not at least look at her and see who she was.

And when I turned around, I just couldn’t believe my eyes.

Why was this person talking to me?

I wondered as I looked at someone who I was very familiar with.

“I know you. You are that kid from next door!” the young woman exclaimed excitedly as she looked at me.

Seeing this young woman or should I say girl since I have seen her wearing a high school uniform acting so excitedly like this while talking to me when we haven’t said a word to each other before, I became even more confused but as a man, there was no way I was going to show this to her.

So, with a gentle smile on my face, knowing how much my smile was simply too good and capable of working wonders without me saying anything, I said to her, “Yes. I have seen you a couple of times but never talked before. I am Douglas. What about you?”

Looking at me with curiosity in her eyes, the girl still answered quickly without delaying making me know formally the name of the girl I always see at times especially in the morning if I am lucky, “I am Lucy and a high schooler.”

Hearing her age, I couldn’t help but gasp inwardly with wonder. Her age and looks didn’t match at all. She looked cute and a bit mature for her age, but this was none of my concern. In my eyes, apart from my mother, only that woman matters.

“I am doing my first year in university and it’s nice to meet you, Lucy,” I exchanged more information as well, since Lucy had done the same.

Since we were somehow acquainted with each other, Lucy became more relaxed and started to introduce me to many facilities in the Sports Centre.

Looking at her, was like walking with a little sister I never had. While others would develop a romantic feeling towards Lucy, I felt nothing of that sort.

And as if she had found a friend or a brother who could listen to her, Lucy became even more talkative as the two of us started doing squats in a corner where most people weren’t.

“Douglas, do you have any sisters?” Lucy asked curiously as we busied ourselves.

Not understanding the reason why, she would be asking this, I still answered as honestly as I could and said, “No. I only have two brothers. I am the middle son.”

“Holy moly!” Hearing this, Lucy exclaimed exaggeratedly as she looked at me.

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