Chapter 269 Our House (Ii)

• We resumed packing. I labeled the boxes according to their order of importance and fragility. To be fair, Malik did all the work. He also had a beautiful handwriting, so I had no problem letting him label them.
• Waylen called when we were on our way out of my apartment to let us know he was already at the new house. My nerves worsened, and Malik squeezed my knee. I checked my bag to be sure I didn’t drop the kit in the house. There was almost no need. If my men said I was pregnant, then I was.
• “Still can’t figure out what business to do?” Malik asked. I shook my head. I hadn’t had time to think about it. I rolled up the window and the whooshing sound from outside faded. “You could consider the bakery shop for your mom. With your job experience, managing it should be easy.”