Before their official meeting, Helen Melendy didn't feel much about it; she just treated it as meeting a few new friends.
But as the meeting time drew closer, she inexplicably started to feel nervous.
Their house was also a standalone villa, but not very large, several times smaller compared to the Hall's Residence.
Initially, Harry Hall bought this small villa just to live together with Helen Melendy; they didn't need any servants at home.
The smaller house made him feel it was more lively.
He enjoyed this two-person world where only the couple lived.
They didn't even hire a servant at home; usually, all the housework was done by Harry Hall, and he managed it with great ease.
"Your brother just called, said he's almost at our home, I'll go have a look."
Although Helen Melendy could walk now, she wasn't very fluent yet, so Harry Hall didn't let her go out with him.
He had just stood up from the sofa when Helen Melendy grabbed him.
"Hmm? What's the matter?"
