Chapter 1732
Dior, however, gave no room for the village chief to say a word in the matter as she took her bag and concluded, "I'll come and visit when I have the time, Grandma. Take care."
With that said, Dior walked past her, to which the village chief reacted and followed behind her. "Dior? Dior?"
Dior acted as if she did not hear her and continued walking away coldly.
The village chief ran after Dior until she got to the door when she finally stopped upon noticing Dior resolutely walking away.
The village chief could only leave everything in the hands of these youngsters to settle themselves. There was no use in her talking Dior out of this.
If Dior had decided to leave, nothing could hold her back.
The village chief stood by the door and sighed.
Dior took her bag and walked toward Charmine's bamboo house, not once looking back as she did. It was only when she was out of the village chief's sight did she stop, tears running down her face as she bit her lip.
She thought she no longer cared about Harry, but after hearing what the village chief said, she could not help thinking about him.
She wondered how he was, if he was with that evil woman...and if he missed her at all.
Dior clenched her fists, and her entire being shivered for a while. A moment later, she recomposed herself, cleared her burning throat, and pushed the bamboo door open.
Acting as though she was not internally suffocating, she walked in and declared, "I've finished packing, Charmine."
Charmine, at that moment, had just finished collecting her belongings as she replied, "Alright, then. Let’s wait for Mr. Peterson to come and we can leave." "Okay." Dior sat on the sofa, grabbing the unfinished beer bottle and drinking it down. 1
Charmine swept her gaze across the bamboo eyes aloofly, though she could not deny how perturbed she was.
This place had given her too many beautiful memories.
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