Chapter 377 The Best Person To Her

• The apartment was silent.
• Monica stood beside the bed and looked out the window. It was evening, and the clouds on the horizon were dyed red by the setting sun. She walked out of the bedroom and headed to the living room. Just as she caught a faint whiff of ginger, a noise came from the kitchen.
• With her curiosity piqued, she approached the kitchen while looking around her surroundings. The surroundings were clean and organized; even the coat had been washed.