The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 60 Ch.60 ‘We are all your friends’

The days after discharge are not hectic.

Except for the lukewarm concern from my uncle and the awe-inspiring looks from my neighbors.

With the presence of ‘Little Angel’, the drug store became lively again.

Roland wanted to go to the church and thank Xander's grandfather, Archbishop Kratof. However, he seems to have been busy recently, but it was Toxander who took the lead and said that he would invite Roland when he had time in the future.

That's good, he doesn't have to wrap himself up tightly.

Roland went to Enid's office the day after he was discharged from the hospital.

I used my saved salary to buy a small sapphire bracelet as a gift.

Not a great value, but Enid was happy.

In addition, Roland also personally spent money to buy several boxes of silver-plated bullets. Most of them were given to Fernandez, and a small amount was entrusted to him to give to his brothers and sisters who supported him that day.

Then there's Randolph Taylor.

Roland had promised Randolph to visit him, so for this reason, he specially sent a letter to ask about Mrs. Cherry Chloe.

I'm not sure what kind of gift would be appropriate to bring to my door.

Two days later, no letter came back.

The travel-stained Lady Chloe came to visit in person.

She sent the servant to wait at the door, waved the folding fan, said hello to old Collins, then turned to Roland: "Good day."

The madam, whom she hadn't seen for many days, had a bright smile. She stood with the golden satin leaking in from the window. The dust in the medicine shop slowly danced around her, and her face was like a spring flower in full bloom.

"Good day, ma'am."

She looked around the medicine shelf and stroked the fan bone a few times in her hand: "...I just want a bag of fresh rose petals."

Old Collins grinned, arched his waist, and raised a hand: "Five minutes, just five minutes! Just wait!"

"Five minutes..."

She pursed her lips and said, "Then let's get ten bags."

Pugh Collins was stunned for a moment, then realized what was going on. He turned to glare at Roland, then turned back to the back room with a sullen expression.

Roland:......

"How can we use so much?"

"We don't have much money." Cherry Chloe narrowed her eyes, half teasing and half resentful without any control: "Who makes you, the little angel of the East District, so busy that you don't even care about your friends who care about you when you are injured? You are discharged from the hospital. If nothing happened later, I wouldn’t even have received a letter..."

Roland listened as she swayed in front of him.

"If you are going to visit, you must bring a bouquet of flowers and prepare some answers. That little fox Randolph is going to ask you questions."

A fragrant breeze blew up her skirt, and she said in an aria-like tone: "Your income, your background, your future, your nature and temper. Oh..."

She turned her head and stared at Roland:

"And your love for Miss Taylor."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Roland teased: "Do we still have to ask about the relationship between Mr. Roland Collins and Mrs. Cherry Chloe——"

A finger was placed on the tip of Roland's nose, pushing his upturned nose down.

"When we first met, I thought you were a well-behaved child."

Roland smiled.

He wanted to pour tea for Cherry, but he couldn't resist the woman, and the teapot was taken away from him.

"Sit down, patient."

She pulled out the chair and poured tea for Roland.

"Lover and wife are different, Roland. You'd better listen to me in this regard."

Cherry took a sip of tea and immediately frowned at the tip of her slender eyebrows.

She glanced at Roland quietly, and when she saw the confusion in his eyes, she put down the tea cup with confidence...

Pushed further away.

"If you want to think about it, let me take a look for you. If you have to be a merchant's girl, there are many gentle and well-mannered ones around me. According to me, if you look like this, if you are lucky, you may be able to find someone with a better background. , There is no need to be relied on by the idiots of the Taylor family."

Cherry chattered, not showing any dignified and elegant appearance at the cocktail party.

In Roland's mind, her and Yam's shadows gradually overlapped.

The woman seemed to see something from Roland's expression. She stopped talking, unfolded the folding fan and placed it on her chin. Her eyes drooped and said, "Hey, am I worrying too much?"

"You care about me as much as my uncle does. That's not much."

Cherry glanced at the back room, but there was no movement for a moment.

She gave Roland a funny look and took out a box from her handbag.

The long black velvet-covered box was placed on the table and pushed toward him.

"lady?"

"Apart from business, the little fox of the Taylor family only loves his sister. If he wants to bring a gift, bring it to his sister."

Roland opened the lid curiously.

In the jewelry box is a silver necklace.

He pretended to explore with his fingers: a thumb-long cylindrical purple gemstone was embedded in the center of the carved flower decoration.

The necklace is so long that it probably falls just right on my chest.

The gems are shiny and gorgeous, and the flowers and leaves carved on them are lifelike.

Expensive jewelry.

At least it's many times more expensive than the one I bought.

"It's not too expensive."

Cherry reached for the necklace and compared it with herself: the pillar-shaped gemstone was cleverly embedded in the ups and downs of her heart, and the silver chain was placed around her milk-white neck, making her look even more snowy.

Roland quietly looked away.

"You are blind in her eyes."

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I've written all the letters.

"That's what she wanted you to see on purpose."

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Do you think Mrs. Chloe is stupid?

"...I think you are stupid."

"My father bought it for me when I got married..."

She grabbed the chain and held the gem in front of her face to examine it, with memories in her eyes.

"I've been begging him for a long time."

She muttered a few words, sighed, put the necklace back into the box, closed it, and put it into Roland's hand.

"Ma'am, this is too expensive..."

Cherry repeated what she said before: It’s not too expensive.

She allowed Roland to refuse in every possible way, but did not let go. She used a folding fan superbly to block all Roland's words.

"Take it, little Roland."

Cherry Chloe rubbed her temples, swept the back room, and her voice became as thin as the wind: "...while I can still freely control it. Rather than being sold, I might as well give it to you."

Roland didn't know how to answer.

This lady brought her husband a dowry of several thousand pounds, but she could only get twenty or thirty pounds in pocket money every month.

So the best drama is not in the theater at all.

"Mr. Chloe recently..."

"Don't repay kindness with vengeance. I gave you this gift after all, don't mention him, don't mention him." Cherry shook her head bitterly. As she moved, Roland seemed to vaguely catch a glimpse of some light blue, bulging hair under the makeup on her neck and cheeks. Blood vessel.

"Last time you said you hired a doctor?"

"Edward Snow." Cherry said, "Give me some medicine so I can sleep well..."

Speaking of Mr. Doctor, Cherry Chloe wanted to laugh:

"He also dared to rebuke me to my face, saying, 'Only a fool would light a candle and rely on prayer to cure a disease.' He even scolded the doctor he called for." She giggled, "...give it to me The prescribed medicine is indeed more effective than those quack doctors.”

"He is really a 'snow' doctor, he shows no mercy."

Roland breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as it works, ma'am. I suggest you listen to him and don't go out much recently. The weather is getting colder and you can easily get sick."

Cherry leaned on her arms and looked at him with a smile.

The serious face of the young man, pampered and worried by those champagne-colored eyes, makes people want to obey.

"You will inevitably lie to others in the future."

"Especially women," she lamented.

"Roland Collins smiled evilly: 'Then let's start with you, woman.'"

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How to laugh evilly.

"The corners of his mouth curled up."

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Then what.

"Keep it natural on the other side."

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So stupid.

"That's what Su Yue said in his memory!"

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Miss Nina has never told me such a stupid story.

"Yes, yes, she left all the good stories to you. Everyone loves you, okay."

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of course.

"I'll be a guest when I'm not busy." The servant poked his head at the door, and Cherry knew it was almost time. She picked up her bag and put down a few coins, not mentioning the rose petals. "I'll come see you another day, little Roland."

After the woman left, Pugh Collins slowly walked out of the back room, carrying several linen bags in his hands.

He put his hands on his hips and looked at Roland with a strange expression on his face.

"Tsk, that's Sir Madam."

Roland:......

"Mrs. Chloe is my friend."

"Ah, yes, yes. They are all your friends." Old Collins nodded extremely perfunctorily and threw his pockets on the table.

"They are all your friends, yes. What can be wrong with that? The drug store is like a flower shop every day, with a lot of old and young butterflies flying around. What can be wrong with my nephew? They are all friends, yes friend…"

"Yes, yes."

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It's bullshit, shut up.