Addicted To You novel Chapter 32

"It's a good thing that you have a dream. Don't worry about Harold. He wanted to build a house full of dolls and toy bears every day when he was a child!"

What?

With her eyes wide open, Sally looked at the face of Harold in shock.

She had never seen such embarrassment and panic on his face before.

"Grandma."

Although Harold's voice was very low, Sally could clearly hear the obstruction and forbearance in his tone.

It was a lovely scene for Harold to hold back his anger.

"I didn't say anything wrong." Holding Sally's hand, Elizabeth continued to explain, "and there were many other dolls."

"Grandma."

Harold shouted again. Elizabeth finally compromised.

"All right, all right. I won't tell. I'd better tell my granddaughter-in-law about my dream in the past. As for your grandmother, I also went to sing at that time. But at that time, my family said that it was not a good idea for a girl to show up in public. "

"Me, me too.. I like singing. " Sally stammered.

On the other side, Harold was staring at his grandmother vigilantly. Hearing her words, his eyes fell on her.

Sally immediately lowered her head and dared not speak.

"You have suffered a lot. It's not easy to be a young lady. You can sing boldly in the future. Don't be afraid. I support you. You must realize your dream."

"Grandma, no, no. It's fine." Sally hurriedly waved her hand.

How could she dare to show up in public in the future? Her and her sister's identities would be exposed sooner or later.

"Don't worry about Harold. He is such a stubborn man. He doesn't behave well like his father. He will stick to the honor of the family and suffer from humiliation. You... " Elizabeth paused, "who did it?"

What?

Elizabeth's sudden question made Sally stunned.

Sally looked down along her gaze.

——There was a scar on her wrist that hadn't healed yet.

"No, nothing." Sally drew back her hand in a hurry and looked at Harold for help.

However, it seemed that Harold didn't notice that. He just sat there still.

"I thought they were forcing you, so you bumped into the wall to protect yourself. I didn't expect that they would go so far! Look into it carefully, Harold. Don't let anyone go. "

However, Harold didn't say anything.

"It suddenly occurred to me that the photo of Harold wearing women's clothes, when he was a child, was still in which cabinet..."

"Yes, I have been doing."

Harold stood up and blurted out, as if he had been ignited.

Elizabeth nodded with satisfaction and called the family doctor to treat the wound for Sally seriously.

Sally was left dumbfounded.

Collecting dolls and wearing women's clothes?

Is he the cold, arrogant, vigorous and resolute man, Mr. Harold of the city?

"Don't move. It will hurt. If not properly handled, there will be scars." Elizabeth carefully guided the doctor.

No elder had ever cared about her so much.

Seeing her bending over and her face almost touching the back of her hand, Sally felt warm in her heart and almost burst into tears.

"It's time to go to bed."

Seeing that Sally had finished applying the medicine, Harold took her hand and left in a hurry.

They went back to her room.

"Aren't you going back to your room?" Sally curled up on the sofa.

Standing in front of her, Harold's eyes were filled with anger.

Sally understood what it was.

He hadn't noticed that the woman who was pretending to be his wife for more than a year.