Chapter 623

He held his head and watched as she walked past him with the box. The breeze brought the faint scent of shampoo to his attention. "This is my house. I can go wherever I want to." She set the box next to the bed. "I'll leave, then." "Alright, alright. I'll leave." He stood up. With his hands in his pocket, he walked toward the door. "If I… listen to you, will you… stay?" "I'm not your guardian. You don't need my permission to do anything. You don't have to listen to me either. I can't keep an eye on you forever." He forced a smile. "It's fine as long as you stay in the Sawyer residence. We've locked the gates, so no cars are allowed in." It meant that she had no choice but to stay the night. At night, she locked the door to her bedroom. Their rooms were separated by a wall with their beds leaning against the same wall. In his pajamas, Brandon lay in bed with a hand behind his head. He held a photo that he secretly hid. It was taken when Mayra was five. She had a glow stic