Chapter 69

Shane nodded. "Yes, Mr. Barlow." … Mayra had eaten a lot of mulberries from Gordon's garden, and they had all been plucked straight from the tree. She climbed up the tree, then down again. She was tired, so she fell asleep on Gordon's bed. In the past, she had always made herself at home at Gordon's house. She walked around freely, regardless of whether it was the master bedroom or the study. She was breathing shallowly with a hand on the blanket. Mayra had her eyes closed. The smell in the room made her sleep well. Outside the windows, the sky darkened gradually. Gordon had lit a fire in the grate, and the aroma of meat drifted in through the windows… Mayra sat up in bed, rubbed her eyes, and walked out to the kitchen. Her hair was slightly messy. "Gordon, what delicious food do we have today?" Her voice was sleepy and melodious. "Roasted pork with garlic and grilled ribs," Gordon said. "Mmm… those are my favorite foods. You're the best." Mayra approached him with her eyes