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."

now that it was getting dark, her anxiety

small girl who wanted to be with her father

Zac held her hand and passed the warmth of his

left.He entrusted you to me.From now on, you are mine and I am yours.You are safe with me, so don't be

"Not good..."

and she began to be scared knowing

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

twinkled for a

eat well, I will let you see

"Alright! I'll eat!"

Zac kept his promise because

needed to travel far away and was unable

Zac

told her not to be afraid, but to

Sophie

small space and leaned against

cried silently the entire time, like an abandoned little milk

in front

should go