《THE CLEANER'S TRIPLE BET》全部章節：第 51 章 - 第 60 章

Miles’s POV I pushed open the front door of our house, the familiar smell of dinner hitting me as I stepped inside. My shoulders were still tight from practice, my muscles aching from pushing myself harder than usual in the pool. But no matter how hard I swam, I couldn’t get Lila out of my head. Her shy smile when she thought no one was looking. The way her voice got soft and hesitant when she was nervous. The way she tried so hard to be strong even when the world was unfair to her. It wasn’t just her body, though God knows I loved every soft curve. It was the way she cared so deeply about her mom. The way she’d blush and look down when we complimented her, like no one had ever told her she was beautiful before. The way she trusted us enough to let us close, even when she was scared. I missed her voice. I missed the little sounds she made when she felt safe with us. I missed how she made everything feel warmer, like the world wasn’t so heavy when she was around. I missed her. M

Lila’s POVI stood in the kitchen, stirring the soup on the stove while Mom chopped vegetables beside me. The smell of garlic and ginger filled the small space, warm and comforting. I stayed home, helping Mom with chores and trying to pretend everything was normal.Mom glanced at me as she slid the vegetables into the pot. “You’ve been home all day. Don’t you have class today?”I kept stirring, avoiding her eyes. “Ah, yes… I don’t have class today. And actually, there’s something I need to tell you, Mom.”She wiped her hands on her apron and looked at me with that gentle, worried expression she always had when she sensed something was off. “What is it?”I forced a small smile. “We can discuss it over dinner. It’ll be ready soon. Let’s just eat first, okay?”Mom nodded, though I could tell she wasn’t fully convinced. We finished cooking together in a quieter rhythm than usual. When everything was ready, we sat down at the small dining table. The soup smelled good, but my appetite was

LILA I woke up with a start, my heart beating fast. The clock on my nightstand showed it was almost 2 a.m. The house was quiet, but my mind was still racing from everything that had happened. I sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes. Sleep wasn’t coming back anytime soon. My throat felt dry, so I slipped out of bed quietly, careful not to wake Mom. I tiptoed down the hallway and into the living room. The TV was off, but the soft glow of the night light showed Theo and Jax still asleep on the couch. They hadn’t gone home. Theo was sprawled out, one arm hanging off the side, while Jax sat with his head tilted back, looking exhausted even in sleep. Seeing them there made my chest feel warm and heavy at the same time. I missed them so much, but everything felt so complicated. I continued to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and poured myself a glass of cold water. I took a long sip, trying to calm my thoughts. Just as I turned around to head back to my room, I nearly jumped out of my skin.

LILA I sat in the back seat of Jax’s car, my hands clasped tightly in my lap. Jax was driving, Theo in the passenger seat. The ride had been quiet at first, but now the conversation flowed more easily. “Is this a good idea?” I asked, my voice soft. “You said Miles might be having a hard time with his life lately. Maybe he needs some time alone.” Theo turned in his seat to look at me. “But how long will this last? He’s hiding there and not contacting us. That won’t make him better. He needs us, especially you.” Jax nodded, his eyes on the road. “Theo’s right. Miles hasn’t responded to my texts since he told me what happened, and as friends, I think our presence is necessary. He can’t go through it alone while we’re here.” I looked out the window, my heart beating a little faster. “I just don’t want to make things worse for him.” “You won’t,” Jax said gently. “You make things better. He misses you. We all do.” We soon arrived at a villa. It wasn’t very big, but from the front it

LILA I left Miles’ room quietly, straightening my clothes as I walked down the hallway. My cheeks were still warm, my body still tingling from the way he had touched me. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself before going back downstairs. But as I reached the top of the stairs, I bumped straight into Angela. She looked at me with an unfriendly gaze. Maybe it was just me, but it was very noticeable — her eyes narrowed, her lips pressed into a thin line. “How’s Miles?” Angela suddenly asked, stopping me in my tracks. I blinked, confused. “What do you mean?” Angela just chuckled, crossing her arms over her chest. “I know what they did to you, little Lila. It’s nothing new. I’ve known them for a long time. But I had to study abroad and was forced to leave behind what should have always been mine.” Hearing that confused me. “I don’t understand what you’re saying, but if you feel like I’m taking what’s yours, I think it’s a misunderstanding. You can ask them yourself, or your co