The Diary Of My Dead Wife

The housekeeper hurried over after Tristan departed.

"Miss has always refused to eat or sleep.She has been crying and always looking for...looking for Tristan." Zac felt sad at what he heard.

"Okay, I'll go and see her,'' he said, and then walked towards Sophie's room.

When he arrived at Sophie's room, he saw that Sophie was indeed crying.

Her white little face was red with tears, and her shoulders were shaking.

But she didn't cry, just like a little milk cat who had been suffering indignities.

Zac's heart suddenly ached and weakened upon seeing her cry.

"Sophie, what's the matter? Why don't you eat?"

He knelt in front of her and held her hands.

Sophie tried to avoid her face from him, but she couldn't do it since the sofa back was behind her.

So no matter how she hid, she couldn't completely do it.

"I want to go home.’ She said timidly, "I want to find Tristan, I want Tristan."

that it was getting dark, her anxiety suddenly

more than to return home, like a small girl who wanted to be with her

and passed the warmth

and I am yours.You are safe

"Not good..."

completely vanished, and she began to be scared

tears on her cheeks, and said to her in the gentlest voice possible, "Well, if you want to see Tristan, I will let you see him.But you have to promise

twinkled for a

you eat well,

"Alright! I'll eat!"

kept his promise because he asked Tristan to record a

away and was

Zac, but if Zac was rude

to be afraid, but to be

watching the video, Sophie suddenly became

space and leaned against the corner

the entire time, like an abandoned little milk

half knelt in front of

should