Chapter 712

Zephyr asked Neil to stay with him. Neil pretended to be shy but instantly brought his bags and moved into the villa. The two men were sitting on the carpet, drinking, while Cordelia was on the couch listening to prenatal music. It was Tchaikovsky’s symphony that was playing on the vinyl player. The grand music was elegant and lively. However, Neil was frowning. He was thinking about the square. The nomads did not have proper musical instruments. They could not play symphonies. However, the tambourine and guitar turned the big square into a party. It was eye-opening. He wondered what the girl would look like when she danced in a dress. Her voice was like a nightingale—she could definitely sing well. Then men would surround her… Neil felt a squeeze in his heart. He pinched the wine glass until his joints paled. “What are you doing?” Zephyr reminded him. “It’s your turn to play!” Neil saw his mocking smile when he snapped back to his senses. He did not have to play, and he wa