Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick) novel Chapter 395

In fact, I didn't mind changing for this house.

In contrast, I'm more willing to live in Aristocratic Family Complex where Rosy once lived. I like here.

All the good memories of the Archer Family had happened here.

After Tracy agreed, she changed her shoes very reluctantly.

I also changed my shoes.

While I was looking around the house, Tracy had already made her way into a guest room. Before entering, she said fiercely to me, "I'll go to bed first. We'll go through the formalities tomorrow morning. If you dare to go back on your words, you'll be finished!"

"I won't go back on my words."

I said calmly.

After she entered the guest room, I went into Rosy's bedroom, which was still the same as before.

However, Rosy's photo was placed on the cabinet at the side, and a bouquet of withered chrysanthemums was placed in front of it.

I approached and saw that the chrysanthemums had already withered completely, and there was even a thick layer of dust around it.

It seemed that no one had come in for a long time.

I looked down and noticed that there was also a layer of ash on the ground. A line of footprints left as I came in.

Grandmother loved me most, and it was unbearable for me to see her house become dusty like this. I went to the tool room and took out some cleaning tools.

When I brought everything out, I felt weak from head to toe as I stood there.

I stood there and thought for a minute and recalled I had eaten nothing the whole day except for breakfast.

I looked up at the clock. It was only ten o'clock, and there should be some small stalls that were still open outside.

I examined my pocket. Luckily, there was some change in it.

I took the change, left a gap in the door and stuck it with something, and then went out.

Not far away from the neighborhood, there was a stall that was set up by an old lady to sell late-night snacks. It was supported by a small gas

stove which could cook wonton, noodles, and etc.

I ordered a bowl of noodles. After eating it, I went back for cleaning.

I began cleaning from downstairs.

I didn't know it was so dusty until I cleaned it, I even wondered if no one had been in this house for five or six years.

All the corners of the room were covered with a layer of dust, which was almost one centimeter thick.

I wiped and mopped, after cleaning up the downstairs, I went upstairs, first started to clean from the guest bedroom, study room and tea room, but I always avoided the room where Tracy was in.

When I finished cleaning the bathroom on the second floor, I cleaned up all the tools. Then, with gratefulness and nostalgia in my heart, I entered Rosy's room.

I began to clean the room.

I wiped the floor at first, however, I almost knocked out Rosy's photo when I did that.

So I directly put the photo in the corridor.

Then I came in to clean the master bedroom again.

After I cleaned up everything, I put the tools back and only left a rag. I repeatedly wiped Rosy's deadee for several times, and then I intended to go back to my room with the deadee in my arms.

At this moment, the door of Tracy's room behind me opened.

A sound of "creak" was uttered at the moment.

I couldn't help butturn around.

The lights in the corridor were off. When Tracy came out, she used a phone for illumination.

I turned to look at her. She was just holding her phone to beam towards me...

I didn't intend to speak to her. When I was about to turn around and send the deadee back-

"Ah!!!!"