Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1389

Chapter 1389: Chapter 1389: Ghost Market_1 Chapter 1389: Chapter 1389: Ghost Market_1 The two rode the flying beast towards Gowinston City.

No one expected that Mr. Trivett would accompany them on this journey.

It had to be said that with Mr. Trivett's company, their speed on the road increased substantially.

The flying beast he had provided was indeed quite valuable, with a speed comparable to the Wind-chasing Stallion.

Three days later.

The two successfully arrived at Gowinston City.

“This is Gowinston City, haven't been here for a long time,” Mr. Trivett said with anticipation.

Ethan Smith glanced at him and said, “Mr. Trivett, do you have feelings for Simona?”

Mr. Trivett's face turned red and he said, “Not really, but talking to you is like talking to a brick wall.”

Ethan Smith sighed, “Mr. Trivett, let me tell you something. Being a simp won't do you any good. Cut your losses when you should.”

“Get lost, what do you know?” Mr. Trivett wouldn't listen.

Ethan Smith didn't say anything more and headed towards the auction.

They approached the auction venue.

It was daytime, and the auction was quite busy. Not wanting to disturb anyone, Ethan Smith waited nearby.

As always, after today's auction ended, there was a big fight outside, but they didn't find any treasure.

“My, Gowinston City is really something,” Mr. Trivett said after taking a sip of tea.

Ethan Smith didn't respond, but stood up and said, “Let's go in.”

They walked into the auction.

At this time, Simona was in the backstage, so Ethan Smith and Mr. Trivett waited for her outside.

After more than an hour, the busy Simona finally came out.

She looked at Ethan Smith and Mr. Trivett sitting in the Great Hall, clearly surprised.

“Simona,” Ethan Smith hurriedly stood up and greeted her.

Mr. Trivett also stood up, grinning from ear to ear, his eyes almost shining.

Simona walked up to them, frowned, and asked, “Mr. Trivett, what are you doing here?”

Mr. Trivett shyly said, “I had nothing to do, so I thought I'd come see you and accompany your little brother.”

Simona was silent for a moment and said, “Mr. Trivett, you should go back. I have something to discuss with Ethan…with him.”

“No problem, you guys do your thing, I promise I won't get in the way!” Mr. Trivett assured.

Simona frowned and said, “You better go back, Harmony Tower can't do without you.”

“Don't worry, I've arranged everything!” Mr. Trivett declared confidently.

Seeing Mr. Trivett's stubbornness, Simona finally made up her mind, “Mr. Trivett, I know your intention, but you and I are impossible, forever impossible. Do you understand?”

Hearing this, Mr. Trivett, who had been quite excited, froze for a moment, his expression stiffening.

“Mr. Trivett, if you understand, you should leave now,” Simona said.

Upon that, she took out a card from her pocket and gave it to Mr. Trivett.

“I've calculated it; the money I owed you for your previous help is all here,” Simona said.

Mr. Trivett came to his senses and quickly pushed the money back, saying, “No need, I…I didn't come here for this. Can we take it as a vacation?”

Simona seemed somewhat hesitant but finally sighed, saying, “Alright then.”

She then pulled Ethan Smith aside and asked, “Ethan Smith, why did you bring him?”

Ethan Smith bitterly smiled, “He insisted, I had no choice…”

Simona sighed, “You'll get him in trouble.”

“How's that?” Ethan Smith was puzzled.

Simona waved her hand, not explaining.

“Tonight I'll take you to meet my friend. If possible, do not let Mr. Trivett follow,” Simona said.

Ethan Smith nodded and said, “Alright, I got it.”

After that, Simona arranged accommodations for Ethan Smith and Mr. Trivett, and then hurriedly left the inn.

In the inn, Ethan Smith looked at Mr. Trivett and said, “Mr. Trivett, Simona has made herself clear, why do you want to stay?”

Mr. Trivett smiled, “It's fine, once this trip is over, I won't see her anymore.”

“Is it meaningful?” Ethan Smith asked.

Mr. Trivett said, “You don't understand. As a person, we must take responsibility for our own feelings, success or failure, even when it's the end, a ceremonial closure, isn't it?”

At this point, Mr. Trivett paused and muttered softly, “Even if that ceremony is meaningless to anyone…”

These words seemed to be said to Ethan Smith, and to himself as well.

Ethan Smith couldn't help but feel sorry for Mr. Trivett in his heart.

At night.

Simona came to the inn.

Mr. Trivett was still trying his best to win Simona's favor, as if trying to seize the last opportunity.

However, Simona's response was polite but cold.

“Alright, we should go,” Simona told Ethan Smith.

Ethan Smith nodded and asked, “Where to?”

“The ghost market, at this time, he must be there,” Simona said.