Chapter 280
Chapter 280
"Don't worry, but you'd better tell me if you have a suitcase in your house. It's better if it hasn't been used before or if it's black."
"No, I don't." Zoe only wanted to dispel the idea that he should bring her clothes over.
He might be questioned if someone saw a man like him bringing women's clothes out from the building.
Peter didn't find a suitcase after looking around, so he had to give up the idea of packing Zoe's things for her. "Alright, I'll be back soon. We'll talk more once I get there."
Zoe also wanted to remind him not to bring too many things, but the call was cut off.
She looked at the dark screen of her phone and couldn't help sighing.
This Peter.
If it weren't for the important information in her computer, she would have bought a new one. Then at least he didn't have to take a risk.
Peter took the computer and went downstairs with two sets of house clothes. The eyes of the people around the building were fixed on him, their gazes bright.
He calmly walked to the side of the car, opened the trunk. Once he transferred the things into bags, he went to the driver's seat. As soon as he opened the door, he was stopped by the man from before.
Peter stopped and looked at him coldly. "What's the matter?"
"Young man, are you here to collect things?" The man sounded more alert.
"That's right."
"What do you take and from which house? You..."
"I'm a hacker." Peter leaned over and looked at him with great interest. "I came back to get my computer and my girlfriend's clothes. There, I've told you my personal information. You should answer my question now too."
A hacker, here to get clothes for his girlfriend.
Zoe was single.
The man chuckled. He had let go of his suspicion of Peter. He smiled brightly. "Please ask."
"You're breaking the law. Do you know what you're doing?"
"I..." The man was stunned.
"I don't know which family you have a feud with. It has nothing to do with me. But if you disturb me, you'll have to take responsibility for the consequences. I'm not afraid of breaking the law." Peter said and pushed him away. Then, he got into the car and drove off.
Then, a woman walked to the man and asked, "Jamie, who is this man? Did you find out?"
Jamie waved his hand irritably. "He's just a hacker. We can just report him."
"No, this hacker is not to be messed with. I heard from Ginny that the hacker is so powerful that he can even steal national secrets." The woman immediately felt as if she were facing a formidable enemy.
"What do you think we should do? He said we're breaking the law. If we disturb him again, we might have to face the consequences," Jamie cursed. "Zoe is quite difficult to deal with. She still hasn't
come back and we don't know where she's staying!"
"If you ask me, this hacker boy seldom comes back home. We've only seen him once in five days. It shouldn't be a big problem." Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.
Only then did Jamie feel better. He snorted and said, "We can't be the only ones in a hurry. Call Felicity. We have to end this quickly."
"Fine, okay."
In the car, Peter took off his earphones and cut the connection with the listening device.
He stopped at a red light.
He used one foot to hit the brakes. He looked at himself in the rearview mirror. His usually cheerful eyes were bloodshot. He could hardly fight the giant beast in his heart and wanted to let it come out and tear those people to pieces.
Peter raised her hand to rub his eyes.
Zoe was such a good person. Why did she have such a family?
Why did it have to be his precious Zoe?
He couldn't hold it in any longer.
He parked the car in an upscale neighborhood. It took a long time to walk through the garden to arrive and knock on his front door.
After a few seconds, the sound of running came from inside. The door opened. Zoe was wearing the coat he bought for her. She was wearing an apron and holding a spatula in her hand.
Peter was stunned. "You can cook?"
Zoe smiled at him and said, "Yes, you should wash your hands. Dinner will be ready soon. Think of it as my way of thanking you."
As she spoke, she rushed back to the kitchen.
It was a warm scene to come home to.
Peter felt an unbelievable sense of happiness. He went to the bathroom to wash his hands and went to the dining room. He found two servings of salad and a crockpot of soup. He felt like his dreams had become reality. He looked at the food in front of him, reached out to take a bite with a fork, and tasted the delicious food.
No one had cooked for him before.
"Do you like it?" Zoe brought out two more plates.
One was stir-fried shredded pork, and the other was braised pork. There seemed to be green peppers and potato shredded potatoes in the pot.
Peter smiled and nodded to her. "Zoe, I like everything you do."
"Such a sweet-talker."
Zoe seemed to be in a good mood.
Peter was silently munching on his food. He had to do his best to hold back his tears.
Home.
This was exactly what he desired the most.
He had always dreamed of finding a woman like Zoe. She was reasonable and objective. She was able to arrange things well and wouldn't keep both of them guessing about how things sat. As long as she was by his side, he felt a sense of security. This feeling was too wonderful.
He originally thought that she was an ordinary woman with a good family and education background. It was only under Shane's influence that she broadened her horizons.
Little did he expect that her family was more horrible than he imagined. It was like a time bomb.
He wanted to release the giant, angry beast inside to destroy the bomb for her.
"This is the last dish." Zoe put down the vegetable dish and said apologetically, "I didn't have time to buy ingredients, so I used what was in the refrigerator."
"You did very well." Peter did not raise his head and continued to stuff the food into his mouth.
"Do you want more?"
"Sure."
She spooned more food into his plate.
Everything was delicious. He had never eaten so well in his life.
Peter ate silently. He had to try his best to keep his hands from shaking.
Zoe didn't see anything different in Peter. She talked about work while eating. After a while, she found that Peter didn't respond.
"What's the matter with you?" she asked.
"I'm fine." Peter came to his senses and smiled at her. "You don't need to talk about work at dinner. Let's talk about your problems. Did Ms. Emerson talk more about it?"
"Not yet. I am too embarrassed to rush her. After all, this is my problem. It is not fair for her to handle it for me." Zoe was in a good mood.
"I had a look and your parents seem to have a good relationship with your neighbors. I'm afraid it'll be a little difficult for me to get more things for you. It might arouse suspicion. I think you'll have to stay here for while."
Zoe nodded. "That's fine."
Peter wanted to tease her, but her smile gradually became weary. "Is it because I'm here that you feel fine?"
"It's because you're all helping me."
"Zoe, I won't like you if you keep acting like this."
He was very happy, actually.
If he didn't clearly tell her that he liked her, they could cohabit more naturally.
Peter could tell what she was thinking, so he pretended to be impatient. "Forget it, I wanted to tell you that I will always like you, but now I changed my mind." "Really?" Zoe was joyful.
"Of course. I don't want to be like Rick."
Rick seemed like a devil to Peter.
The love he was yearning for was that of two people having a spiritual connection. He could give it his all, but first he had to be sure that the other person felt something for him. Rick was different. He
had used all his tricks to force Ms. Emerson into a relationship with him.
Zoe couldn't help but smile. "You are very hostile to Rick."
"He's an enemy. Of course I'm hostile."
"But Rick is actually very good to Lottie. Otherwise, Lottie would not want to marry him." Zoe said.
Although she hadn't known Lottie for a long time, she knew Lottie quite well.
Peter shrugged and said indifferently, "He's still an enemy. Besides, if I treat you the way he did, you'd probably hate me more."
That was true.
Zoe agreed and nodded.
Peter was about to continue talking about Rick when Zoe's phone rang.
It was Avery.
Peter's expression darkened.
That name annoyed him.