Chapter 234
“Half an hour until we hit Windcharm Villas.”
“Move it, move it. See you at Windcharm Villas in half an hour.”
“Rise and shine. What are you still sleeping for? We’ll be at Windcharm Villas in thirty.”
*Announcement? What announcement first thing in the moming? Come on, let’s head to Windcharm Villas.”
After alerting the others, Fletcher quickly freshened up, changed clothes, and rushed out the door.
The others were just as hurried, thinking something big had happened. Groggy from sleep, they received the call and quickly made it to Windcharm Villas.
Stuart drove to Windcharm Villas at the speed limit’s edge.
Having not retumed for a while, with Zoe taking care of things, Windcharm Villas was still spotlessly clean.
Entering the yard, Stuart saw a garden full of lavender with a few tomato plants among them, their fruits ripe and red.
It reminded him of the little one happily planting vegetables in the yard after deciding not to replace the lavender.
Initially imitable, Stuart felt a wave of calm wash over him.
He snagged a tomato, didn’t even give it a wash, just rubbed it on his shirt, and plunked down on an outdoor bench to chow down.
When Fletcher and the others arrived, they spotted that sight.
Fletcher’s cowlick was still standing on end.
Matthew, the movie star, shamelessly wore pajamas.
The other three weren’t much better, one even in slippers.
Fletcher was the first to break the silence. “Stuart, what’s…?”
Stuart seemed calm, offering, “Tomato?”
The group exchanged puzzled looks.
Was Stuart showing off his girlfriend’s gardening skills by growing tomatoes first thing in the morning?
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Fletcher connected the dots first, saying, “Stuart, did Wenna go off to college?”
Straight–talking Jack immediately asked, “She’s still in school? Is she even of age?”
Sly Brian murmured, “Stuart always thought I was too young to talk to, and now, his girl’s still in school? Younger than me, and do they even have anything in common?”
Even the usually quiet Samuel interrupted, “Isn’t this robbing the cradle?”
Matthew, the actor, was slow to speak up.
Stuart took another bite of his tomato, giving them a chilly look.
Matthew swallowed his words, switching to, “That tomato looks tasty. Let me try.”
Stuart’s gaze fell on the others.
The rest were speechless. Matthew, that traitor, his acting was absolutely dreadful. How the heck did he become a star?
That day, only Matthew, who ate tomatoes, was spared.
The rest were drowned in drink, unable to stand, collapsing in Windcharm Villas‘ hall.
Matthew dusted off his pajamas, smugly dragged the others to the carpet, and kindly threw blankets over them.
Then, Stuart received a message.
Morwenna sent Stuart a voice message, [Hey, sir, Rosefrost University’s strict about visitors. You can’t just walk in. I’ll come to see you on break. Norbert helped me move and brought all my cashmere yarn over. I’ll knit you a sweater, alright? It’s warm now, but when I’m done, it’ll cool down, perfect for wearing]
Her soft, sweet voice flowed from the phone, sobering Stuart a bit.
Pleasure flickered in his eyes as he responded, [Yeah, the tomatoes at Windcharm Villas are ripe. I tasted one, and it’s delicious] [Really? Next time I’m back, I’ll plant some more stuff. Maybe set up a swing and grow some grapevines around it.]
[Sounds good