Chapter 64 A Conversation
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It really was a depressing thing to hear. Louis walked over with a glass of water in hand, his long strides carrying him across the room. He glanced at Aiden. “Time to do your homework.”
“Oh, I’m going now.” Aiden said, then turned his back to Louis and made a shhh gesture at Freya before heading toward Louis’s room.
Freya suddenly thought of something. “Where does he sleep? Does he stay with you at night?” A big–shot like him taking care of a kid?
“Yeah,” Louis replied, taking a sip of water. “I’ll check later. Might rent a different place.” He’d originally arranged for Aiden to attend some activities during the break, but the kid refused to go–so he had no choice but to bring him back.
Freya hesitated for a moment. “About the apartment I mentioned before… have you looked into it? I sold a few more bags and clothes these days. We’ll definitely have enough for the down payment.”
“Still looking.”
“Oh. Since Aiden’s staying during the break, let’s go with a three–bedroom then. I’ve got some manuscript income now, enough to cover the loan payments. No need to worry about money.” She was afraid Louis would stress about finances and end up picking a lower–tier property.
Louis gave a slight nod. With nothing more to say, they each went back to their own tasks.
With a kid in the house, the place suddenly felt more alive–especially since Aiden wasn’t shy at all. While Louis was away during the day, it was just Freya and Aiden at home. At first, they each kept to themselves, but boredom soon wore down the walls. Aiden started chatting with her now and then when he came out for a break.
He was still a kid after all. Though mature, he couldn’t always keep it in. Once he realized Freya really was treating him differently, he no longer kept his distance.
“Why haven’t you divorced my uncle yet?” he finally asked, munching on the apple slices she’d cut for him. “He really is broke now. I mean, it’s weird, but broke is broke. If you stay with him, it’s not like he’ll keep giving you money like before.”
“Well, you said it yourself–he used to give me a lot of money. Doesn’t that mean I should stay with him now and help him through the hard times? If I left right now, wouldn’t that make me a bad person?” Freya teased him on purpose. “What, would you rather I leave and let your uncle raise you all by himself? That would mean no one around to cook for you.”
“That’s not the point. I wouldn’t starve.” Aiden huffed. “I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but you really don’t seem that bad now. I used to really hate you. I thought all you knew how to do was shop. It felt like my uncle married a human credit card. But back then, he had so much money, I guess it didn’t matter. Still, it’s a shame–he could’ve married someone way better.”
Aiden even sighed, looking quite serious. “Sigh… I always thought my uncle would marry one of those pretty–lady types. But I guess you’re not too bad now. When my parents were still alive, they told me never to judge someone just by appearances. You might not be all that talented, but at least you don’t avoid problems. That’s something. Your character’s… acceptable.”
Freya couldn’t help rubbing the top of his head. “You little rascal, thinking about all this grown–up stuff. That’s not your job. All you need to do is study, play, and be happy.”
“My grades don’t need any attention,” Aiden said confidently. “I already told you–I’m always first in my class.”
