Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford (by Koi Fish) novel Chapter 757

Rebecca floated inside Vance's room.

This was the first time she had ever seen his room from his high school days. The style was the same as his study room after they were married in the other world.

It was clean, tidy, and minimalist. Being in this space made her feel as though she had been transported to that time.

On the wall beside the desk hung a schedule he had written. She drifted closer to read it. From her perspective, it was as if she were hovering right on top of the desk.

It was his study plan. He was incredibly disciplined; not a single 15-minute slot in his day was wasted.

There was an overall plan, followed by weekly and monthly breakdowns. The end date on the master plan was August of next year—the summer after the college applications.

He had written only three words: [Go to Arelmoor.]

She stared, lost in thought, when movement came from behind her. She whipped around and found Vance already sitting at the desk.

He had just showered. His hair was wet, water still dripping from the strands. From where she hovered, it felt like she was squatting on his desk, face-to-face with him.

She could even imagine the droplets from his hair landing on her wrist.

"Vance..." she called out.

Of course, he couldn't hear her. And naturally, he couldn't see her squatting right in front of him. Otherwise, he wouldn't be staring so intently in her direction.

Honestly, in both of her lives, she had never looked at Vance this closely. Every pore on his skin was clearly visible.

Vance sat at his desk, staring blankly ahead.

A thought suddenly struck Rebecca. Could she use a pen?

She tried touching the pen holder and found she could pick one up. But if he saw a pen floating in the air, that would spook him.

She'd wait until he fell asleep. But Vance wouldn't go to sleep.

He had drunk beer earlier, so by right, he should have been sleepy. Yet he just stared into space, then picked up his phone.

She leaned in and saw him open the chat with her. He stared at her profile for a long time, his finger gently stroking it. In the end, he locked the screen and placed the phone face-down on the desk.