The old man was sipping his coffee at a leisurely pace, more like was enjoying life than running tarot reading stall it curious and couldn’t help but glance over a few more times. her interest and nothing better do, the old man waved her over. “Hey lady. Want to draw some tarot cards? can read your career, life-whatever you need. If it’s not accurate, it’s free! for moment, then walked over and sat down. “Sir, how does this work?” she asked. “Just draw a cards. She drew a cards, the old man them thoughtfully. This is the most complicated reading in a while. old man frowned. have a younger right? So your parents don’t pay much attention to you. Financially, things are also a bit tricky-you’re losing money, help family? Maeve’s heart skipped a beat. She thought, ‘How could he so spot-on?” The old man continued. “On the bright side, your career prospects look good. If you the effort, your promising. But as love life…” serious expression made Maeve nervous. “What’s wrong with my love life?” she asked. going to be a bumpy road Maeve bit her lip, thinking, “Bumpy” is understatement. How be accurate?’ “Don’t feel discouraged, young lady,” the old man added. “Even if your life rough, there’s a way to turn around. Curious, Maeve asked, “What’s the solution?” “Find man whose love even worse than yours. Fight with fire. Maeve thinking. ‘Fight fire with fire? That doesn’t sound reliable at all. Just as she started doubting him, old peered closer at her cards and suddenly made a of surprise. “Oh, you’re already And your husband happens to be just the type I was talking about. eyes widened in admiration. even that? amazing!” The old grinned smugly. “Of Back in my tarot readings unbeatable. Everyone said I point. “Then why are you running stall here?” The old man was caught off guard. He very well tell her that was loitering around to catch a glimpse of granddaughter-in-law, so he cleverly tarot stall instead. Unexpectedly, he hadn’t found her a steady stream of kept by for readings. Maeve didn’t press further. stood up and asked, “Your readings must be How do I you?” 14:43 Mon, 14 GB Chapter 30 It was so accurate that she didn’t mind. d paying more. The old man-Gilberi-was just casually a amount when his stomach suddenly growled. Gilbert’s face flushed red as stammered, been busy all day and haven’t had time eat. An old man’s got to cat-I’m not made of iron…” Maeve blinked. She hadn’t said anything yet. a of thought, she offered. “Would you like come over for a simple meal at my place? I’ll still pay for reading, and consider a thank-you for helping clear my mind been feeling lost recently her engagement, but after what the man said, she felt much more at ease. besides, something about the way he talked reminded her of late grandparents, whom she hadn’t seen years. Gilbert noticed the she was carrying and was tempted, but still tried to be polite. “Oh, couldn’t impose. “It’s really no trouble. I always cook too much for just myself, so if you could help finish it, I’d actually appreciate it. Hearing this, Gilbert immediately stood up and handed his coffee cup to his assistant. “Well then. shamelessly accept your invitation. The assistant was stunned. “But sir, me!” find yourself to eat and up later. The assistant left speechless, thinking. ‘Poor me-I have just ditched. Listening their exchange. Maeve felt a warmth in her heart. She tell old man looking out for her. Having a young her home been awkward, to mention bad for her reputation. But with just the old it felt safe and considerate. Once inside the apartment, Maeve over a pair of spare indoor slippers. “Here, can these. Make yourself comfortable in the living room while the ingredients. “Alright, go ahead. need to worry Gilbert said a hands clasped behind back. This was first he’d been invited into someone’s for a like this, and it felt far more relaxing than any of those fancy, he was used to. As he wandered into living room, attention was drawn to the lush greenery the balcony. Curious, he over saw several arranged plant stands and pots, all with vibrant seasonal vegetables. Gilbert’s eyes lit in delight. “Young lady, you were gardening. -From the kitchen, Maeve replied a bit shyly. “It’s just a casual hobby. I’m only growing common vegetables. If you’d pick some, I’ll them up for you to try. “Really?” Gilbert his hands together in excitement. “Of course” Mon, 14 GB Chapter 30 Without hesitation, Gilbert-zeroed in on the crisp, tender lettuce. he the leaves, he help reminisce “My wife used to love gardening too-flowers, vegetables, you name it. But she didn’t have much of a thumb: everything she planted would end dying. “After she passed, left me some seeds, but I couldn’t grow them either. just kept as a reminder of her Hearing this. Maeve couldn’t help but “You and your wife must’ve been really close. It was easy to from his tone much he still his late wife. the kind that people envious. Before long, Maeve brought out the dish and set it on the table. Gilbert took a few bites, and his refined palate, accustomed to gourmet cuisine, he couldn’t help but pleasantly by home-cooked dishes, got some skills, young lady,” said, giving a thumbs-up. blushed and scratched cheek. glad you like it. As Gilbert continued eating, he couldn’t help but a mix emotions. He’d been hanging around here days, hoping to taste his future granddaughter-in-law’s cooking, yet here he was, enjoying by someone else’s daughter instead. He wasn’t asking for much-if his granddaughter-in-law’s cooking even half as good as be content. if she were as and sincere as Maeve, be over the moon. But thought, “Who am I kidding? Even if such good fortune in of that stubborn of mine, the boy would probably be too indifferent care “Stubborn brat, always things tough for Gilbert muttered under his breath. “What was that?” asked, not quite catching his words. This soup you made is really delicious Gilbert quickly covered up. help but smile. Just then, there a faint of footsteps at the entrance. A familiar cool voice called out, “Maeve, could you grab me a towel?” Gilbert thought. ‘Byron’ Surprised, Maeve turned her but didn’t notice the sudden change in Gilbert’s expression. She up and headed the to fetch towel When she reached entrance, found Byron standing there, his dark suit slightly damp from the rain and his black hair a bit wet, giving him a more relaxed, casual vibe than his usual polished appearance. He handed her a drink and took the towel from her hand Maeve gotten used to him bringing drinks every she naturally held it and asked. you bring an umbrella?” parking lot outside the building uncovered so it surprising gotten wet. Byron was drying his with the towel when he suddenly noticed sounds from inside the apartment. His eyes slightly. you have a guest?” AS MOR UACC 14 quickly explaned about the tarot and added. “Go change your clothes and come eat. I made a lot of food instead of being walked straight the dining area. bad assumed was just some trying to take advantage of Maeve’s kindness. what didnt expect was to see, sitting at the dining table… himself.