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 suddenly came

anything more than to return home, like a small

held her hand and passed

now on, you are mine and I am yours.You are safe with me, so don't be afraid.I will always take care of you, protect you and accompany you.I

"Not good..."

her pleasant mood completely vanished, and she began to be scared knowing that Tristan

kissed the tears on her cheeks, and said to her in the gentlest voice possible, "Well, if you want to see Tristan, I will let

twinkled

as you eat well, I will let

"Alright! I'll eat!"

the meal, Zac kept his promise because

that he needed to travel far away and was unable to care for her, so he entrusted her to

to listen to Zac, but if Zac

be afraid, but to be

watching the video, Sophie suddenly became very

huddled herself into a small space and leaned against

entire time, like an abandoned little milk

half knelt in front

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