Trisha thought Celeste wouldn’t be upset, but when she got up for a drink at night, she heard sobbing coming from the living room.

Celeste wasn’t really that tough, she just hid her weaknesses and didn’t want to show them in front of others.

After Aunt Caitlyn passed away, there was no one left in the world for Celeste to act spoiled with.

Trisha sat by the door, listening to Celeste’s cries, and her heart ached as well.

She sent a text to her mom, “Mom, I won’t make you mad anymore, please live a long life and stay with me longer.”

Not long after, her mom replied, “You’re crazy!”

Trisha had no response.

As expected, warmth and affection didn’t suit her and her mom.

On the other side, as soon as Liam got home, Amelia started tidying up.

Liam loosened his tie and looked at the entrance, Celeste’s stuff hadn’t changed much since he left, as if she hadn’t touched it.

Frowning, he asked, “Hasn’t she come home recently?”

Mrs. Reed’s mother had an accident, and she’s been taking care of her ever since. She asked me to bring her

“Medicine?”

a conflict with him while delivering the medicine, right? There were still a few bottles that didn’t break, and

did she want

looked

“Has anything else happened recently?”

her head.

ask any

upstairs, Amelia stopped him, “Sir, will Mrs. Reed come home tonight? Should I leave the door unlocked for her?”

twitched and after a while,

into the bedroom, and Celeste’s

hesitated to open the window, pulled the curtains closed,

on the bed was even stronger. Liam smelled her fragrance and thought of her determination at the funeral, and his mood

out his phone, opened WhatsApp, and edited a message for a long time before finally writing, “Can we not get a

hesitated for a long time before sending it. He thought that if Celeste didn’t reply within two minutes, he would withdraw the message.

Celeste didn’t give him the

actually blocked him.

she really so eager

next day, Trisha was worried about Celeste and

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