Chapter 1731
"Okay," replied William gently.
Charmine hung up the call and placed back the beer that she had just taken out. She turned to the front yard and said, "Ms. Granger, want to get away?” "Get away, you say?" Dior's eyes lit up. "Where to?" "To Roskow,” replied Charmine. 'They've got beautiful flowers there. It'll be therapeutic."
Dior did not think twice as she nodded instantly. "Yeah, count me in!"
It would be nice to get away from this place; she would not have to get so emotional every day. She might just meet someone more charming than Harry once she would arrive at Roskow. She could start a new life!
No matter what, it would be better than this emotional place, being all on her own.
"Alright, go and pack up," said Charmine. "Mr. Peterson is coming over to pick us up now." 1 "Huh? So soon?" Dior reeled back in shock.
She did not even have time to say goodbye to the village chief and Chloe.
"Yes. Mr. Peterson isn't far away, and he's driving over as we speak," Charmine replied.
"Alright, then." Dior pursed her lips. Even if she was unwilling to leave, she nodded decisively.
Charmine went inside to pack up while Dior went to the village chief's house.
She wanted to keep quiet, seeing as it was late at night. However, when she pushed the door open, she noticed that the village chief had not fallen asleep.
Her aged figure was lit up by the dim lamp light. She was weaving a bamboo basket, her figure pitiable and lonely.
She gave off a feeling of age and helplessness, and Dior felt as though her heart had been punctured at the recollection of how well she had treated her.
Unfortunately, they were not fated. She could not stay and keep her company.
When the village chief saw Dior returning, she looked behind her to see that she was alone.
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