Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy novel Chapter 1863

After dinner, Monica White left the time for the father and son. She took the computer and some information to the stairs.

Butler sent her trip to a guest room. This was what Monica White wanted to live in.

"Miss White, what do you need? Just tell me directly? It's the young master's bedroom!" The butler told her.

Monica White's beautiful eyebrows frowned. There were so many rooms here. Why did he arrange the room next to this man's room?

Was it on purpose?

Monica White sighed. Forget it, she wouldn't care about this. Anyway, that man promised that he wouldn't do anything to her.

Monica White sat on the sofa, holding a drawing pen, and kept on tracing, surrounded by a few scraps she had abandoned.

For some reason, she had no inspiration at all. She might be mentally restrained, and even her mind was dull.

Finally, Monica White put down her pen and walked out of the room.

She walked into the living room and heard the sound of the piano from the side, someone was playing a song she was familiar with. She used to play that song too.

Suddenly, she felt sorrowful when she thought about the day with her parents and grandfather.

If it had not been framed five years ago, Grandfather would not have treated her like that. Grandfather had always treated her pretty well. All of this was ruined by Taylor White.

When she thought about the age of eight or nine sitting on the piano and playing this song, at that time, Grandfather would sit behind her and close his eyes to listen. It seemed like it had become a very long time. .

Unconsciously, she was already in tears.

Suddenly, the piano's voice stopped, and Monica White turned around to find herself in tears, and immediately turned to walk outside the living room.

The father and son came out with smile.

"Daddy, let me see Mummy!" The little guy suddenly thought of Mummy.

A servant aunty pointed at the door and said, "Miss White went out just now!"

Stinson Wayne slightly said, "What is she going out for?"

"I don't know, she was crying!"

"Daddy, isn't Mummy used to living here? How could she cry?" The little guy's beautiful face was worried.

Stinson did not expect this woman to have so many scenes, living here was so wronged?

"Gabe, you're waiting here, I'll go find your Mummy!" Stinson Wayne said.

When Monica White suddenly heard a familiar tune, she thought of someone that had passed away and she would never see again.

She walked along the garden path under the streetlight.

The surroundings were quiet, and her mood gradually calmed down.

Suddenly, she heard the steady footsteps behind her. She could not help but look back and saw a tall and elegant body, striding towards her from the dim light.

Monica White's frightened expression changed. She quickly raised her hand and wiped away the tears that had left the corner.

"What are you crying for?" The man's voice came coldly, questioning.

Monica White sniffed and immediately said quietly, "Who said I was crying!"