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Nathalie’s roommate's words deepened Trixie's doubts.

"Has she always been out recently?"

Trixie tentatively asked, but the roommate just stopped talking. She glanced at the other two, equally silent.

Trixie's guess seemed to have been confirmed. What she saw last night might really be Nathalie.

Just then, the sound of a blind guide stick hitting the ground was getting nearer, and Trixie looked back and turned out to be Nathalie.

Looking at her getting closer and closer, she wanted to get out of the way, but Trixie was more selfish and blocked the door.

She wanted to see for herself whether Nathalie's blindness was true or not. Nathalie went straight ahead without meaning to stop. Trixie finally relented. She got out of the way, fearing that Nathalie would fall down.

Watching Nathalie walk into the dormitory and put the blind stick aside, she groped for her place.

"Nathalie, your sister-in-law has come to send you something."

One of her roommates informed her, and then looked at Trixie standing at the door.

It seemed that there were some doubts why Nathalie didn't call her directly when she came in just now.

"Sister-in-law?"

"Yes, at the door."

Listening to her roommate, Nathalie turned to the room at the door, but her eyes were lifeless.

Trixie hurriedly weighed things and walked in, smiling and saying, "Hello, Nathalie. I came in here after I went shopping, I bought something for you and you can try it with your roommates."

Nathalie recognized Trixie's voice and groped to stand up. Trixie hurriedly walked over and handed the macaroon she bought for her.

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

She followed Trixie's words and called her sister-in-law, because calling her "Mrs. Blayden" would make people think a lot.

Nathalie turned around, groped to unpack the bag, and then called her three roommates to eat. They all thanked one after another, each took a piece and hurried back to their position.

to want to have too much contact with

piece of macaroon and handed it to Trixie.

went out. Your eyes can't see, and you can't run around. Call me

hard, and Trixie

library should be cleaned up and I went there to listen to the test questions. I came back a little late last night. I almost didn't take a hot bath. I used

off the headphones

herself. One of the three roommates heard Nathalie mention this. She reluctantly smiled, and just said

was a very harmonious dormitory for four people in Trixie's perspective, but there

seemed to be

order not to let Nathalie get suspicious, Trixie felt it was time to

an excuse to

Trixie was still thinking about Nathalie. She really couldn't make up her mind whether she

said that Nathalie's eyes seemed to have an examination report. But if she asked

welled up in her

soon as he entered the door, he saw Trixie busy in and out of the kitchen, and there were already several dishes

serving porridge. The happiness on his

cooks

wash his hands, took a pair of chopsticks and put a mouthful of burnt

times, it tasted good once in

"So delicious!"

hugged Trixie and kissed him. Trixie was amused by his

and pick up Kinsley

the room only to find that Kinsley was not

be

her. I went to pick her up but she didn't come with

of her daughter's little greedy cat, Trixie

up after

to New York tomorrow to

felt very uncomfortable when he mentioned this name. Not only

what about her son? Driving back and forth

thought of the child named Aiden, Trixie couldn't

After all, the school in New York is definitely not as good as the current

burying his head in eating and didn’t seem to want to talk too