Hugo glanced at Dexter and said lazily, "Alright. Where will you stay in Blica? With Mom and Dad?""I don't think so. I want to buy a new house." With that, Dexter closed his eyes."What's wrong with her? Why don't you like her?" After a long time, Hugo stared into the distance, looking thoughtful."She's good in every way—beautiful, bright, and lively. She's outstanding among women, but she's not my type," Dexter said. He couldn't help but think of that rainy day in Blica, the young lady in a white, embroidered blouse…He couldn't help but smile."Do you have a woman you like?" Hugo asked when he saw Dexter's expression."There's nothing between us.""How would you know if you don't try? Which family is she from?""I'll tell you when there's some progress," Dexter said.The next day, after Dexter booked a ticket to Emmeria, he wanted to send a message to Isobel. After all, they were friends. However, after thinking about it, he decided against it. It was unnecessary. What if
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