Time Travel to Become Your Sweetheart novel Chapter 161

Pearl showed her scars to Robert.

Robert was stunned. Judging from the wound, it was not light.

"There's nothing to hide. Ever since I recovered from depression, I don't mind exposing my scars."

Pearl smiled sarcastically. She never wronged anyone.

No, really no.

Only others wronged her.

"Are you saying that the person you liked before committed suicide?"

Robert caught this keenly. He decided to investigate.

The other side was very vindictive, so there was absolutely no possibility of finding the wrong person.

Who could manage to enter this community, but got the wrong person?

The dead cat and dog were the proof. He targeted at Pearl.

"The International Mansion is hard to get in."

There was a power outage today, so Robert jumped in from a certain location, not through the security guards.

If he needed to pass through the security, he would waste at least an hour.

"Is that still against me?"

Pearl could not think of any clue. She was not even arrogant enough in her circle.

"You must have bodyguards or people followed when you go abroad."

It was not good that Pearl was targeted.

Just now, when Robert went out, he found that the door lock was indeed broken.

It was an auto-lock. If someone tried to break in, the protection procedures would be at work. Without the key, the door could not be opened.

"I know. Thank you."

Pearl sincerely thanked Robert. Although they had a bad time, she discriminated between love and hate. She owed him a favor this time.

"No need. I'm just returning the favor for my boss."

She suddenly became fragile. She thanked him and threw herself into his arms. Robert could not bear it. He only waited for dawn and go home to wash up.

"You still hold a grudge because of what happened before?"

Pearl pulled Robert's arm and shook it. Robert stiffened again. He could not help but say, "Just say what you want to say. Don't always grab me."

"As expected, you hold a grudge."

Pearl approached Robert. Even if there was only a bit of light, she wanted to get closer because she was afraid.

That night, she was riding a motorcycle to empty herself. Although she recovered, Pearl would still feel depressed sometimes. It was the sequel.

She didn't have many friends after returning home. Except Jane, she had no one to talk to.

Depression caused a few years of self-isolation, and after that, she was eager to be understood.

"No matter what, you are the one who helped me this time. I don't care who you work for. In short, I owe you a big favor."

Pearl said seriously, and she remembered that not everyone could give her a little warmth in the dark night.

After a long silence, Robert wanted to speak, but he found that Pearl had already fallen asleep.

She curled up and hugged herself with both hands. Her eyelashes were stained with tears, and her arms were exposed with scars.

Rich Family was really rich, and Pearl was the only daughter of the family. Who would have thought that it might not be easy for her either? Perhaps everyone had their own hardships, but some of them were unspeakable. Even if it was said, it would not be understood. Others would only think that you were hypocritical.

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The car was comfortable, and when Jane woke up, it was already dawn.

The three continued on their way after eating breakfast.

Jane had never been to such a place. Although it was somewhat primitive, it was protected well.

Unlike the foggy day in City J, there was no pollution from the exhaust gas of cars, and the sky above was blue.

"Mommy, is this where my great-grandfather's grandfather lives?"

Dayton did not know this order. Collin's grandfather was the one he could imagine to be the most senior.

"That's right. Back then, all of them lived here."

The house was well-protected. The door was made of stone. There was a dark iron gate with a golden ring on it. Besides were two stone lions guarding the house on the left and right.

The house was made of wood, and it was coated with copper oil to prevent corrosion.

After Jane entered the door, she found that it was really a different world.

There were marble, scented rosewood tables and chairs in the middle, and there were modern kitchen tools, bathroom, and bathroom.

Each one of the vases was antique.

"Honey, is there no one living on the mountain?"

The large courtyard had a total of twenty or so rooms, but there was no one.

Jane seemed to have walked to a museum, admiring the furnishings inside.

"There are not many people in our clan. They all live at the foot of the mountain. They go up the mountain twice a month to clean the ancestral hall."

In the backyard was the ancestral hall, and this was the place they needed to worship.

Only powerful family would have their own ancestral hall and family genealogy. Jane knew a little about this.

"Sitting on a scented rosewood chair feels unreal."

Jewelry, brocade clothes and magnificent decorations were bored to see. But the history foundation time honored was to be cherished.

William was very familiar with the surroundings of the family. After a simple meal, he took the mother and son to wander around.