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.

sorry,” 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 caught in

it a man’s job

turn red. Then, her

she had left behind, the painting her mother painted with her, and the little toys

were all packed into

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

opened the box and looked at the familiar things inside. Her eyes could not

here. These things… Were still here!

out of prison, she tried to take these things out, but her father refused to let her. She only managed to retrieve the photo album of her and her mother when it was almost

thought her father had probably thrown them away. Perhaps she would never get them back.

not expect them to reappear in front of her

and trickled down her cheeks drop by drop.

frowned slightly and raised his hand to wipe

this to make

her tears, he

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