Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 496

Blue Nexus was one of Istra's older residential complexes, built over a decade ago. It was in a good location, and the property management and amenities were decent.

Back when Mr. Walker was in charge of urban development, he had personally approved this plot of land. The developer, knowing how to play the game, had gifted him a villa and two large luxury apartments free of charge after the buildings were completed.

Since April was a professor at the police academy, she had to maintain a low profile. So, Mr. Walker had one of the 200-square-meter apartments renovated and gave it to her to live in.

Because it was evening, there weren't many people in the complex.

Mr. Walker took the elevator up, entered the passcode, and walked right in.

Knowing Mr. Walker was coming, April had not only put on exquisite makeup but had also chosen some sexy lingerie. She had personally cooked a feast and prepared a bottle of red wine.

"Vincent, what took you so long?" April purred, throwing herself into his arms the moment he walked in.

Mr. Walker instinctively wrapped his arms around her, his hands roaming and squeezing her body.

"Stop it, let's eat first. I cooked your favorite dishes and opened a bottle of wine," April said with a laugh, swatting his wandering hands away.

"I've already eaten." Mr. Walker took off his coat, which was still damp and cold from the snow outside.

April, ever the dutiful hostess, took his coat and hung it on the balcony. Then she said to him, "I spent all afternoon cooking your favorites. Won't you do me the honor of having a few bites with me?"

"Alright. As long as you made it, I'd eat it even if it were poison." Mr. Walker chuckled, pinching April's cheek before heading to the bathroom to wash his hands. They then walked hand-in-hand to the dining room.

April was a busy woman. When she wasn't working, she was usually at a beauty salon or the mall. She hadn't spent much time honing her culinary skills, and her cooking was mediocre at best.

They didn't go to sleep right away. Instead, they sat romantically on the balcony, watching the stars and drinking red wine.

"You forgot to use protection again today. What if I get pregnant?" April pouted, shooting him a playful glare as she swirled her wine.

"If you're pregnant, we'll have it. I want a son," Mr. Walker said, half-joking, half-testing the waters.

Mr. Walker and April had met at a party. One of Mr. Walker's old classmates was April's cousin.

At the time, April's husband had just recently passed away. He had been a brilliant detective who died in the line of duty. Overcome with grief, April had fallen into a deep depression.

Worried she might do something drastic, her family had her cousin take her to various parties and social events, hoping that meeting new people would help her move on from her sorrow.