I Got Married Without You

Chapter 760 Tell Casare I’m In The Cemetery

The tears that Amelia was forcibly holding back from staying finally fell.

As it turned out, this seemingly innocent and lively child knew everything.

Seeing Amelia crying on the video call, Grace rushed to give the screen a few kisses.

“Auntie, don’t cry, I’ll never say that again.”

It broke Amelia’s heart to see the young Grace so concerned

about the emotions of others.

Having no parents of her own, Amelia was brought up with low self-esteem and sensitivity, caring more about the feelings of

others than her own.

She didn’t expect that Grace would also be like her, understanding how to observe and read people’s expressions at such a young age, and placing others first in her heart.

Amelia couldn’t stop the tears rolling down her face as she

thought that when Grace grew up, Grace would become as overly

Chapter 760 Tell Casare I’m In The Cemetery cautious as she was.

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“Grace, you don’t have to be so careful. You can say whatever you want in front of me.”

nodded her chubby little head,

from the corner of her

turned around, pointing the screen at the

little house.”

name. He insisted that the local residents help him build a wooden house and said

here in the future.

at night there were always people crying outside, and she was so frightened

cried several times.

it wasn’t for Uncle George being here, she would

bags and fled.

living at the foot of

give

a sound, propped her hands on the

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up and walked quickly to stand in front of

my aunt wants you to answer

ploked up the phone and poked his hand

and I’m not old enough to be your grandpa.”

after knowing his age, she suddenly changed it

meant?

Grace tilted her head and looked at George, thinking, “My grandfather was forty years old too, why could I call him “grandpa”, but not George? Does George not have the power and authority of

over there expressed shock when she

you only forty?”

him and his white hair, she thought he was.

but she did not

middle-aged man.

rubbed his forehead helplessly, “Miss Garcia,