Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 522

Chapter 522

Charmine did not understand it, but it felt rather peculiar as she gazed at the cherry blossom tree in front of Dr. Weir’s house. It seemed to exude a different air, and the bamboo house appeared to be a place with stories. Charmine then began, curiously so, “This is a beautiful home. Did you build this yourself?”

“If only I could build such a nice bamboo house! Look at the bamboo house; it’s rather old. And the cherry blossoms are so well-grown, it’d take at least five years to grow them! Someone introduced this place to me, and I’ve only lived here for a year. 1

“I heard a couple lived here in secrecy, but something happened and they left this place to a friend, saying that this place can only be sold to someone worthy of it, and it just so happened that I moved in here. Doesn’t it feel like the air here is incredibly nostalgic somehow?” said Dr. Weir.

Charmine nodded; she somehow got the image of an ideal couple residing in this very bamboo house as she gazed at it. She walked to the courtyard and looked around, and her gaze landed on the most prosperous cherry tree.

“This cherry tree, in particular, stands out from the rest somehow.”

It was no different from the others upon a glance, but that tree somehow seemed to have something that others lacked.

Dr. Weir put his hands behind him and sized up the cherry tree. “Yeah, this is my favorite tree. Sometimes, when I don’t have anything to do, I’d talk to this tree. I always feel that it understands me.”

Charmine frowned. Was it that mysterious? It seemed just a tad different, that was all…

“Look at me,” Dr. Weir smacked his head gently. “I sound like a crazy man, don’t I? Please have a sit here, I’ll prepare the medicines for your brother.”

“Alright.” Charmine sat in the courtyard and breathed in the tranquility.

There was a breeze as the petals fell onto the ground, forming a beautiful sight.

The wooden table in the courtyard seemed old, and there were some scratches on it.