Chapter 133 What exactly had they been up to? Part1

The sound of the door creaking open instantly pulled my gaze upward.

They were finally back.

The door swung open with a soft click, and immediately, the living room lights flickered on, casting a weak but glaring light through the windows onto the balcony.

Through the hazy glass, I peered into the living room.

I saw Michael bending over to change his shoes, with Betty following closely behind him.

After days of watching videos, I was finally meeting the "stars" of those clips in person.

They felt so familiar yet so strangely distant.

"Michael, did you leave the door unlocked again this morning? Just pushing it closed?" Betty's voice was melodious as always, but it grated on my ears as she entered.

"No, I'm sure I locked it... turned the key twice," Michael responded, straightening up after slipping on his shoes.

"Why did my key turn the lock so easily then? Be more careful next time, don't be so careless," Betty chided as she bent down to change her shoes.