Chapter 46

When she opened her eyes again, she had no idea what time it was.

She instinctively glanced out the car window, and the fatigue on her body not only didn't dissipate but grew even stronger.

As it was already dark outside, Zoey couldn't discern her surroundings.

Robert helped her open the passenger door and led her forward.

"Did the Riverside Police Department dorms move?" Zoey asked with a yawn.

Robert still didn't speak, leading her a few more steps down the hallway.

When Robert unlocked the door, the unfamiliar decor style caught her eye as the light hit her eyes.

Even though she was extremely tired, she could tell that this wasn't the Riverside Police Department where she stayed.

Zoey suddenly felt more awake and heard a woman's voice from inside.

"Robert, is this the excellent Zoey you told me about?" A gentle-faced woman, Tenley Faye, said with a smile, welcoming Zoey at the door.

Zoey looked at Tenley and recognized her as Robert's wife.

Robert had mentioned bringing her to his home before, but it was delayed due to a case. Unexpectedly, Robert really meant what he said.

Zoey remained silent.

"Robert, what's wrong with her? Is she sleepy or a bit shy?" Tenley gave off a very warm and enthusiastic vibe, making Zoey feel comfortable even though it was their first meeting.

Tenley put her arm around Zoey's shoulder and led her inside.

Given the situation, Zoey greeted, "Hello," then awkwardly looked at Robert. "Officer Davis, this..."

Robert admired Zoey's spirit and intelligence. He knew the police dorms were not conducive to good sleep, especially for their criminal investigation department, which was always bustling.

He looked at Zoey, his eyes showing a rare hint of reluctance. "Didn't I tell you before? My home is much better than the police dorms. You need good sleep quality with such high-intensity work every day. Yes, look at your dark circles. Girls should care more about their face and body than boys."

Faced with the meticulous care and concern from Robert and his wife, Zoey couldn't bear to refuse.

If she insisted on leaving now, Robert would definitely see her off. He wouldn't be at ease until he saw her safe.

'Forget it. I suppose I'll just stay here for one night,' she mused silently.

She met the enthusiastic gaze of Robert and his wife again. Zoey said, "Alright, then I'll trouble you for tonight."

"How can it be trouble? I'm more than happy!" Tenley said, pulling Zoey towards her son's room.

Due to the room's size, they reached Robert's son's room in just a few steps.

During those few steps, Tenley introduced herself to Zoey, keeping the atmosphere lively. "I'm Tenley Faye, you can call me Tenley."

Tenley opened a room and gently led Zoey inside with a smile.

Then Zoey stepped into the small bedroom.

It wasn't big, about 215 square feet. Although it was Robert's son's room, it was cleaner and tidier than some girls' rooms.

It felt very cozy and lived-in at first glance.

Zoey thought about Robert's son, who was in college, and asked hesitantly, "Bedrooms are usually a personal and private space. If I stay here, will your son mind when he finds out?"

After all, they didn't know each other. Some people with OCD were very particular about this.

Tenley quickly waved her hand. "Don't overthink it. My son isn't that fussy. Rest assured, Robert told me you were coming last time, so I changed the sheets to new ones for you. See, pink ones." She spoke in a coaxing tone.

Zoey felt a bit helpless but couldn't show it, because she didn't want to ruin Tenley's good intentions.

"Does he know that I'm staying here? Did you inform him in advance?" Zoey asked anxiously.

"Haha, Zoey, treat our home as your own! Don't worry about my son's thoughts. This house is mine, and I decide who stays. Besides, he hasn't been back for a long time. Your worry is unnecessary. Just relax and stay!"

Although the sheets were changed, Zoey still felt uncomfortable intruding into someone else's private space.

She thought it was just one night, so she decided to stay.

Instead of wasting time discussing this with Tenley, she might as well use the time to rest.

Zoey said, "Alright, thank you, Tenley."

Tenley was thoroughly prepared, even having set out pajamas for Zoey.

When Tenley handed them to her, Zoey was stunned, as the size was one-size-fits-all, just right for her.

It seemed Robert wasn't just being polite; he genuinely wanted her to stay at his home.

"These are all the daily necessities prepared for you. If you need anything else, let me know." Tenley brought a bunch of toiletries and other items for her.

Zoey expressed his gratitude again. "Alright, thank you."

Zoey took them and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After blow-drying her hair, the scent of the body wash lingered in the air. The fragrance of the body wash Tenley provided was exquisite-not overpowering, but subtle, almost as if it were her natural sce

She usually didn't use such products, fearing they would mask the smell of blood and decay as fragrance could cover up other odors.

Zoey closed the curtains and noticed a book on the desk out of the corner of her eye: "Human Anatomy," "Physiology" series, etc.

Zoey thought, 'Robert's son is studying medicine?'

Curious, Zoey picked up the "Human Anatomy" book. The clean pages had neat, beautiful handwriting in the bottom right corner, clearly written by someone who practiced diligently.

Kelvin Davis. Zoey couldn't help but feel a bit envious seeing Kelvin's name.

How nice. Robert must have named Kelvin with love, hoping he would live freely, unburdened, and full of love.

Although following one's heart was a luxury in this society, it was clear how much Robert loved Kelvin.

Thinking of her original name before she turned eighteen, Zoey's mood visibly worsened.

She put the book back and went to bed.