Chapter 68 Sad Fishing

Freda had completely forgotten that she had to live with Zed Smith in the same room. Now that there was nothing in her room, Freda felt a headache.

Reluctantly, Freda had to stand in Zed Smith's room.

Sitting on the sofa by the window, Zed Smith had taken a shower and there were still water drops on his head. He said to Freda, "You can sleep first."

"Where can I sleep?"

"On the bed. I'll sleep on the sofa." Zed Smith's words greatly relieved the tension of Freda.

Freda went to bed and lied down.

Freda tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Finally, she sat up and said to Zed Smith, "We should move out."

"Not now." Zed Smith refused directly.

Feeling annoyed, Freda almost shouted, "Why?"

"Grandpa used to worry that I would beat you up. Now we'd better be quiet for a while and soothe his nerves. We should better move out later."

But Freda didn't think it was a problem that Zed Smith couldn't solve. On the contrary, she felt that it was Zed Smith's own idea.