Chapter 615

Now it looked more like the room she had before she went to

prison.

If there was anything that belonged to her mother… She had

previously put her mother’s things away in a box under her bed.

Grace went to the bedside and tried to drag the box out from

under the bed.

“Let me do it.” Jason crouched down and helped Grace drag the box from under the bed.

Dust kicked up in the room and soiled his clothes.

she said. She knew he always liked things clean, except when he had lived in the rented house with her. He hardly ever let himself be

to be sorry about? Isn’t it a man’s job to help his woman?” asked Jason.

turn red. Then, her attention fell

the painting her mother painted with her, and

They were all packed into the box when she

was too young when her mother died. Most of her mementos were thrown away. When she got older, there was not much left of her

the familiar things inside. Her eyes could

still here. These things… Were still

to let her. She only

them away. Perhaps she would never get them

expect them to reappear

eyes and trickled

and raised his hand to wipe away

“I didn’t do this

he

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