Chapter 345

Panicking, John waved and clarified, "I meant to say that any landlord would be delighted to rent their place to a tenant like you, Ms. Fisher." Confused, I questioned, "Why?" "Um… Well, your furniture and appliances seem new." John evaded my gaze and pressed a hand against his abdomen. "I'll use the bathroom." He sneaked away before I could say a thing. I found it bizarre that he appeared familiar with the layout of my apartment even though he was visiting for the first time. Did John frequent Cindy's place too? Bruce's cough interrupted my train of thought. I turned around and found him on the two-seater couch. Bruce, with his tall frame and long legs, made the living room appear more cramped than it was. The atmosphere was tense. I refused to initiate the conversation, and he didn't utter a word. As a result, we were trapped in a prolonged silence. I slowly made my way to the tea bar and poured a glass of water for him. All I did was hand him the water. Neither of us were