Chapter 1701

“Uh-huh.” Estelle nodded.

Jonathan, looking deep into her eyes, saw nothing but smile and warmth towards him. Only then did he feel somewhat at ease and started the car to leave.

Today wasnt a weekend, so the Yum Yum Bakery had fewer customers. Courtney, having a bit of free time, sat down to chat with them for a while.

She brewed some freshly dried jasmine tea for Estelle. The jasmine tree outside the window was still lush even after fall had set in. With every gust of wind, a few jasmine flowers would fall onto the window. The faint scent of jasmine wafted throughout the room.

Mr. Gould’s new dish was ready, a seemingly simple vegetarian dish that required seven or eight steps to prepare. And of course, it tasted fantastic.

After lunch, Estelle went out to the yard to feed the rabbits, with Jonathan sitting beside her, handing her vegetable leaves.

“If you love rabbits that much, why not ask Mr. Wagner to keep a couple at Villa del Sol?” Jonathan proposed.

Villa del Sol and let them face those two fierce dogs every day? Have you considered the feelings of

“I heard rabbits are quite

of fright,” Estelle responded, feeding the rabbits the vegetable leaves in

what the post said about me being responsible

taken aback, but shook his head, “I don’t believe

do with me. The night before the incident, they asked me to trim the roots of the wild mushrooms we were going to sell. If I didn’t, they threatened not to feed me. I kept trimming until ten o’clock at night, my hands swollen and red from the cold. I couldn’t hold the scissors anymore, so I fell asleep leaning against the wooden crate full of mushrooms. Victor came out to pee and saw me asleep. He then told his parents, who came out and started hitting my head against the car frame. The scissors almost poked my eye. I was numb from the cold and couldn’t feel the pain, or maybe I’ve forgotten after

hand up to his forehead, thinking about that cold night and the helpless little girl, his heart aching, “Letting them die like that was too

but now he sincerely wished he could go back in time to protect Estelle from

after all these years, he still believed that grinding the Brown family

and Mrs. Brown were dead,

make you feel sorry for me. I’ve long stopped caring about those hardships.

didn’t care what others thought of her, but she did care about

there for you, I would have done it

stars. If suffering could lead to meeting

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255