Chapter 135

"Did Wren come back to the house today?" Clara asked Alexander, her tone cautious. Alexander, who had slept in until almost noon, shook his head after a moment of thought. "No, I didn't see him." Then, as if something clicked in his memory, he added, "But I did hear a car earlier. It didn't stop at your place, though." Longfield might have been a small, underdeveloped town, but it wasn't so isolated that cars were a rare sight. Hearing a car in the area wasn't unusual. "Got it. Thanks." Clara nodded, walking up to her door. She inserted her key but paused before turning it. Glancing back at Alexander, she asked, "Why don't you come over for dinner tonight?" Alexander's eyes brightened briefly, a subtle smile curving his lips. "Sure. I'll even help out in the kitchen. That way, you can show me how to cook something decent. I can't stomach another plate of plain pasta." The last part of his sentence carried a hint of playful complaint, almost childlike in its delivery. Clara fro