Since the investigation was still ongoing, everyone returned back to their work.
When it was time to get off work, no need evidence was uncovered, so the case was at a stalemate.
By nine at night, Marcel sent everyone home.
Of course, Marcel drove Rae back home.
Rae had been working overtime and almost never went home by herself, so she had no idea who the stalker was, nor did she have time to investigate.
As Marcel dropped Rae off at her apartment complex, he kindly reminded her, âThis complex is too full of people from all walks of life. You should move out as soon as you can!â
Rae knew he was right; even Raphael had said so more than once.
âThanks for the reminder, Iâve been thinking about it!â
âWhere do you want to move to?â Marcel asked; there was a tiredness in his voice, evidence that he had been quite busy these past couple of days as well.
âNot sure yet!â She didnât even have the time to go house hunting.
âHow about Century Paradise!â He suggested.
Rae paused in surprise; was this considered an invitation?
From her supervisor?
To live in the same neighborhood?
She was a bit touched.
Her heart was beating rapidly.
She thought a while, then finally said, âAfter this project is done. I havenât had time to go look for a new place yet. Itâs getting late, you should head back as well, Marcel!â
Marcel nodded and didnât say anymore.
After she bid him goodnight, Rae turned around, as Marcel started up the car engine.
He only drove about fifty meters before he parked to the curb.
As soon as Rae put her key into the keyhole, the door across from her apartment opened.
âBack home?â A man said from behind her, which gave her quite a scare. She turned around quickly and saw Raphael.
His tall figure leaned by the door arch. He had on a casual shirt, with two of the buttons undone, which revealed his slender neck and tanned skin. He had a laidback, devilish air about him, which was actually quite charming.
Rae knew quite well that Raphael was quite a man. If she didnât have someone she liked already, sheâd probably have fallen for him.
He was quite a rare catch, always admired by others. Rae actually admired him quite a bit!
Looking at him standing in the apartment opposite from hers in his chilled manner, Rae was a bit at a loss for words. âRaphael, did you seriously move here?â
âYeah!â Raphael shrugged and leaned back, revealing a path, âWanna come take a look?!â
Rae walked over and glanced around from the entrance, then shook her head, âNo, itâs too late. Iâve been quite busy lately. When Iâm not so busy later on, Iâll give you a proper housewarming.â
âSure!â Raphael smiled at her; he didnât insist, âWell then, good night!â
âNight!â Rae smiled and turned around.
Raphael looked as she entered her place, smiled at him, and then shut the door. Then he headed inside his apartment and shut the door. The night was incredibly long.
In the distance, the man sitting in the car leaned against the car window and lit a cigarette.
Once the cigarette had almost burned to an end, he extinguished it and picked up his phone to call Rae.
At this moment, Rae had just changed shoes and was getting ready to take a shower. She was half undressed when the phone rang. She hurried to pick up the call, but slightly froze in place when she saw it was Raphaelâs personal private number.
Why was he calling her at this time?
She pursed her lips, then picked up the call, âHello, Raphael!â
âAre you home yet?â Marcel had such a unique voice, filled with a hint of mystery, which was quite seductive.
Raeâs senses tightened, and she managed to utter, âYeah, home!â
Then there was silence for a while; no one said anything.
Rae waited patiently and listened to the sound of the manâs deep breathing on the other end of the phone. Raeâs hands started to get sweaty for some reason.
After what felt like an eternity, he said, âAlright, good night!â
âOh! Good night!â Rae instinctively replied.
She felt that Marcel called for a reason, but if he wouldnât say, then she didnât want to chase him to answer. She didnât know how to ask, but she was filled with confusion.
After she hung up, Rae subconsciously had a large smile on her face.
She took a shower and put on a face mask, then laid down. She thought she wouldnât be able to fall asleep, but she actually slept quite well straight until the morning.
Around six thirty in the morning, she headed downstairs to buy breakfast, only to find Raphael standing at the front door, which startled her, âWhy are you standing here?â
âHereâs breakfast!â Raphael swung a bag he had in held.
Soy milk and doughnuts.
Rae let him enter, âAlright, my treat tomorrow!â
Today, sheâd just eat his breakfast, no need to buy more!
She also planned to tell it to him straight to stop it with these actions!
It wasnât his first time here, so he was quite familiar with the layout of her place. He headed to grab some utensils and set them on the dining table.
Rae just sat there and didnât do anything.
As they began to eat breakfast.
âRaphael, arenât you busy with work lately?â Rae asked, âYouâre the boss of a company yet youâre loitering around here rather than managing your business. Whatâll others think if they found out?â
âNot busy at all!â Raphael replied, âI only do whatâs important!â
âAnd what is considered important?â
âWhatâs important is, if I get you to move back, then Iâll be on Uncle Baxterâs good side, and business talks will come easy.â Then Raphael looked her straight in her eyes, a hint of flame in his own eyes as he said in an earnest manner, âBesides, I want to chase you!â
Raphael didnât think as to what kind of reaction Rae would have when he said this.
Suddenly, she spat out a mouthful of soymilk, right on the table before him; his entire body was splattered with traces of soymilk.
She seemed to be laughing quite hard, âRaphael, your joke seriously got me! OK, letâs not kid around anymore! Iâm quite busy, I donât have the time, nor do you!â
Raphael looked at her with a trace of disappointment.
And she looked back at him, full of wholehearted smiles, but in an indifferent manner.
It was an indifference that seemed to completely ignore Raphael.
After breakfast, Rae wiped her mouth and said, âHelp me do the dishes; be sure to lock the door when you leave, Iâm off to work first!â
âLet me send you off!â Raphael got up, âI can come back and do the dishes!â
âNo!â Rae straight-out refused.
He said nothing.
Downstairs, the second she looked up, Rae saw Marcelâs car already parked. She froze in place, but her heart was pounding like crazy, as she inched forward.
She took a deep breath and shut her eyes. She must be dreaming. Why was Marcel doing here?
She opened her eyes again and the car was still there. She wasnât dreaming!
The second he saw her, the driver stepped out the car, and put a hand on the car door frame. He sized her up, then fixated his gaze on her slightly reddish face. He had on a slight smile, and said as if he was trying to explain himself, âI wasnât sure where to get breakfast around here, and I wanted to treat you, so I came to pick you up!â
Rae was quite pleasantly surprised, and she slowly headed over.
âRae!â Suddenly, the sound of Raphaelâs voice came from behind her.
She turned around, and Raphael was already next to her. He wasnât looking at her, but at Marcel in the distance.
Marcel also looked back at Raphael; the two men were sizing each other up, guessing what the other was thinking. There was no exchange of words, but the two men were silently communicating already.
Rae didnât think anything of the situation. One was her boss, the other her neighbor; neither could be considered a significant other, so she didnât felt obligated to explain anything, but she just introduced them to each other.
âMarcel, this is Raphael!â
âRaphael, this is my boss!â
Raphael slightly nodded, âHello!â
Marcel returned the greeting, âHi, Iâm Marcel Hopkins!â
After his introduction, Rae said to Raphael, âWeâre off!â
âCome back early, Iâll be waiting for you!â Raphael said in a way full of double meanings.
The second Raphael appeared behind Rae, there was a slight look of disapproval on Marcelâs face, but it only lingered for a second, and he calmed himself back down.
Rae didnât think much of what Raphael said, but just nodded and said, âWeâll talk in the evening!â
Rae got in the car, and Raphael watched the car drove off into the distance and disappeared around a corner.
Inside the car, the sunlight hit the side of Marcelâs face, which Rae stared on in awe. How could someone look this damn handsome; he must be a gift from God, which made others inevitably envious!
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Before she finished speaking, the car came to a screeching halt. It was a good thing she was wearing her seatbelt, or sheâd have surely flown out the windshield.
Raphael didnât apologize, but he just continued to look forward.
Rae looked at where he was staring at, but she didnât see anything. He just parked the car to the sidewalk.
She didnât know what was wrong, but he then turned to look at her intensively; there was a judgmental look in his eyes.
He could tell she was feeling uneasy as though sheâd done something wrong, so he didnât shift his gaze, but instead continued to stare and see all the shades of emotions occurring in her eyes, from calm to confusion to at a loss for words.
Rae tried to make sense of what Marcel was doing, but she couldnât fathom him. The only words that popped into her mind were- male drama queen!
What was he angry for? No, what gives him the right to be angry?
She knew this wasnât the appropriate way to describe her prince charming, but that was the thought that first came to mind. She got frightened by her own thoughts, as she widened her eyes and look back at Marcel.
âThereâs a soymilk shop, I want to buy some!â Marcel said in a light tone. He regained composure of his face, and even had a slight smile on. While Rae was still at a loss, he had already driven to the shop.
Indeed, Rae turned and saw the soymilk shop as well. So thatâs how it was!
Rae let out a sigh, then straightened herself up and slightly giggled, âYeah, this store is quite good; itâs nice and clean, and itâs got fried dough sticks that are nice and thick!â
She didnât think of much when she said this, but when her male god repeated what she said, it sounded as though he had a hint of doubt in his tone.
âNice and thick?â
In a split second, her blood froze, and her face turned red.
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Predestined Marriage ï¤Chapter 1718: The End