Chapter 221

Kevin scanned the room with a faint frown. The apartment was small—so small it could fit into their bedroom with space to spare. Yet, it bore unmistakable traces of her personality. Clean, cozy, and unmistakably Norah.

At the entrance, a pair of fluffy bunny-patterned slippers caught his attention. His eyes softened, glancing toward her with a mixture of surprise and amusement.

Embarrassed, Norah snatched the slippers away. “Have you seen enough?” she asked, her voice tight.

Kevin settled onto the compact sofa and looked around. “Are you comfortable living here?” His tone was measured, but his gaze probed deeper than his question.

“It’s fine,” she replied curtly, standing stiffly by the door.

“This place is tiny,” he remarked. “And it doesn’t even have all the amenities of our house. How could you possibly prefer it here? Why not just come home? We have space, comfort, and people to help you.”