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Chapter 30
Ivan forced himself to calm down, sliding his identification documents across the desk to
the nursing home administrator.
The administrator frowned, not bothering to look at the papers, and instead spread his hands apologetically.
“Sorry, sir, I cannot accommodate your request. Our nursing home has no available rooms for you to check into.”
“Furthermore, from what I understand, you initially had no intention of staying here. This facility is intended for mental or physical healing. If you have problems to resolve, I suggest seeking other methods.”
“And please refrain from lingering at the entrance for extended periods–it disrupts our operations and causes us significant inconvenience.”
The administrator’s refusal was blunt and merciless.
Ivan lowered his head and slowly walked out of the office.
As he passed through the hallway, he spotted Eva hurrying along with a box of supplies meant for the residents. She clearly intended to slip by unnoticed.
Unfortunately, things didn’t go as she hoped–Ivan’s sharp eyes caught her.
“Miss Eva, please wait a moment!”
Eva quickened her pace, clutching the box tightly.
But Ivan jogged to catch up, blocking her path.
Eva looked down at the man/before her with wary eyes, her tone cautious.
“Sir, what do you want?”
Ivan raised his hand, palm down, trying his best to appear non–threatening.
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“Apologies. I just wanted to ask you to give my
my in Lande stay there
here and wait for her. If she wants to see, she can cat me
After speaking, he lowered his eyes, a bitter smile tugging at his lys
“Our divorce isn’t finalized yet. Some things need to be radost, once and for at
Eva hesitated but eventually accepted the business card from him alors huerying st
As Ivan left the nursing home, he glanced back toward the direction Linde hat degreat the night before. A flicker of sorrow and resolution passed through his gaze,
“Linda, please see me one more time.”
“That’s all he said?”
Rachel stared at the business card Ivan had given Eva, turning it over in her hand with a look of disbelief.
Eva nodded, briefly explaining the circumstances before leaving the items for Linda and Rachel and heading to her next delivery.
Linda took the card, letting out a quiet laugh.
“He’d rather believe I forgot his phone number than face the truth–that I simply don’t wann to call him.”
Her smile slowly faded, replaced by a cool indifference.
“So, is that how he justified lying to me back then? That I’d rather believe his lies than see the truth?”
Rachel wrinkled her nose in disgust as she eyed the card.
“So, are you going to meet him?”
