Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 122: Buying a House

"That’s pretty much it."

She has 1.8 million on hand, besides the money for buying a house, she needs to set aside some for renovations, purchasing items, and living expenses...

"Regarding renovations, how much would it roughly cost..." Moira Young asked embarrassedly.

"The houses we sell here are already nicely renovated, so you won’t need to do it yourself, but you’ll have to buy your own appliances."

"Louis, I need to take the client to see the model home, hand your client to me and I’ll take them together." Suddenly someone shouted in their direction.

The person attending to Moira Young was of course happy to pass off this client, defined as ’won’t buy,’ to someone else.

"Please go with him to check out the house, the experience will be more direct."

Moira Young didn’t expect there would be model homes to see, so she followed without hesitation.

At the model home, the staff first led them to the smallest unit, which was fifty square meters. Five people altogether went to see, but once inside, they couldn’t even move.

Barely able to see anything, Moira Young was squeezed out.

The next unit was eighty-eight square meters. Moira Young took an overall look, finding the decor cozy, with a kitchen and living room downstairs and two bedrooms upstairs. It’s not big, but should be fine for one person.

The last unit they saw was 120 square meters, and since it was a duplex, the whole layout looked especially spacious. Moira Young felt the 120 square meter unit was more comfortable.

But the money wasn’t enough...

Back at the sales office, Moira Young decided to buy the eighty-eight square meter unit. She walked over to the woman who first attended to her, nervously saying, "Excuse me, I’d like to buy the eighty-eight square meter unit."

The receptionist, named Louis, froze for a moment, slightly skeptical, but still led Moira Young to sit down and poured her a glass of water. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"That unit is over one million seven hundred thousand, right?"

"The higher the floor the cheaper the price, with the top floor being the cheapest. Most importantly, the security system here is excellent. As a single woman, you’ll be very safe here."

Louis carefully calculated the price for Moira Young, with a total of twenty-eight floors; the top floor costs only 1.5 million.

Moira Young thought for a moment and chose the twenty-sixth floor. Although she didn’t know much about these things, she thought the top floor being the cheapest must mean there’s a reason, so it’s better not to buy it.

"One million six hundred thousand, are you sure?" Louis’s hand shook a bit with the pen.

Moira Young blinked, speaking softly and melodiously, "Yep, can I pay with my bank card?"

"In full?" Louis inadvertently swallowed.

"Yes, if I buy today, can I move in today?" Moira Young asked, as if she couldn’t move in today, she’d have nowhere else to go...

"I’m afraid that’s not possible..."

"Oh well, I’ll buy first and deal with it later."

Louis took Moira Young to sign the contract, and people on both sides eyed them enviously. "Louis, you’re so lucky to meet this kind of client!"

Louis glared at them, then explained to Moira Young how to sign the contract.

"Ms. Miller, could I bother you to ask if I can move in today... After all, the contract is signed and I’ve paid, legally speaking the house should belong to me, right?"

"If I can’t move in today, I have nowhere else to go..."

Louis’s attitude towards Moira Young shifted ninety degrees, letting Moira Young sit and wait, "I’ll go and ask the supervisor."

Moira Young obediently sat on the sofa drinking water; after a while, Louis came out of the office, beaming, "Miss Young, I’ve arranged it for you; you can move in tonight."

"Thank you!" Moira Young excitedly put down her water glass and clenched the keys in her hand.

"New owners have gifts and a raffle event, Miss Young, come with me, we’ll give you a set of silk comforter and a four-piece bedding set."

Louis came over holding the raffle box, "Draw a prize, maybe you’ll win something big."

Moira Young casually picked a small ball, opened it to find she’d won a pair of slippers...

Louis was a bit embarrassed, but Moira Young was quite happy, "Just what I needed, a pair of slippers."

Afterward, Moira Young carried these items excitedly to her new home. Just as she used the key to open the front door, Moira Young felt she suddenly could truly be independent.

She tossed the items inside and dove onto the sofa, it was so comfortable!

Just then her phone rang, Moira Young opened it and saw a very familiar number; it should be Ms. Miller’s phone number.

She pursed her lips, hung up directly, then blocked the number.

Right now, she was so excited, she scrutinized every corner of the house, feeling extraordinarily happy.

Exhausted, she wanted to soak in a bath, but there was no bathtub here, only a shower; however, that didn’t matter, she was content.

Only... why is there no hot water...

Shivering, Moira Young let the water run for a while to no avail, eventually bracing herself for a quick cold water shower. Lacking a towel, she haphazardly wiped with paper towels, then laid out the four-piece set the sales office gave her and took out the silk comforter.

Satisfied, she lay in bed.

With Julian Sinclair marrying Fiona Rhodes later, returning is entirely impossible, so she must rely on herself for future living. Fortunately, now she has her own home.

Since Moira Young wasn’t used to the new bed, she tossed and turned for a long time without falling asleep; moreover, her skin seemed itchy, and over time she felt like she developed small pimples.

Moira Young was just about to turn on the lights to see if she was imagining things when suddenly her phone lit up - a message.

She picked up the phone to see: Julian Sinclair had sent it, with only two words - "Open the door."

Moira Young panicked, her phone slipped to the floor, she had clearly blocked him, how could he still send messages?

Moreover, what does he mean by ’open the door’?

Moira Young’s heart skipped a beat, furrowing her brows, she leaned over the railing upstairs, peering down suspiciously.

Eventually, she descended the stairs, her heart rate increasing.

Because it was a new house, the peephole was still blocked and hadn’t been opened, Moira Young hesitated for a long time with her hand on the lock, finally she cautiously opened the door intending to peek through a small gap to see if anyone was outside.

Unexpectedly!

Julian Sinclair tugged the door vigorously, causing Moira Young to stumble directly into his arms, then he lifted her horizontally, using his leg to close the door behind them as they entered.

Moira Young was dumbfounded: "How... how do you know I’m here?"

Only under the light did Julian Sinclair see Moira Young clearly; her skin was covered with dense red spots, and his brows furrowed abruptly: "What’s going on?"

Moira Young stretched out her arm for a look and was startled: "Oh my god!"

No wonder it was so itchy earlier, turns out so many red spots appeared!

"I... I don’t know what’s going on..." Unable to resist scratching, Moira Young immediately caused several marks to appear.

Julian Sinclair grabbed her hand, looking displeased: "Don’t move, I’ll take you to the hospital."