Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 392

He was just about to walk over when there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, it was Daisy who came out of Sofia’s room with a worried and sad expression on his face.

Finley subconsciously hid on the small balcony to the side. He was in a bad mood now, and he didn’t want to see anyone.

He was sitting on a chair on the small balcony, looking at the rolling mountains and lakes outside the window, but there were many things smoldering in his heart that could not be released.

Finley finally stood up and dropped the cigarette in his hand that was almost crumbled into pieces.

Sofia’s health is not good and she can’t smoke second–hand

smoke.

Finley’s only solution was also blocked, and he even walked towards Sofia’s bedroom with a bit of resentment.

The two of them also have a larger bedroom in the castle, but it has just been furnished as a wedding room today, and they will rest there after the wedding tomorrow.

Now they live separately in their own bedrooms, saying that they are separated, Finley can’t bear it, and often sneaks into Sofia’s bedroom.

For this section of the road leading to boundless happiness, Finley has already taken the road with ease.

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outside Sofia’s room, raised his hand, and stroked the

breath, turned the doorknob and

in the room, and the ceiling lights were turned off for the convenience of sleeping.

thick fringed velvet curtains was not closed, so the hazy moonlight outside penetrated through the gray–blue gauze

was lying on the bed. Sofia didn’t sleep, she

while just now, and

the door, and Sofia hurriedly turned her face away to look at Finley who walked in from the door.

she saw Finley, her body was tense,

be able to see through

cliff before, but it is impossible for

a hand on her

Finley pulled out a sofa chair and sat beside

him, “It’s better, skin trauma.”

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Sofia’s arm and looked at the wounds on her arm,

by the rope, and ointment was applied on

frowned. She thought Finley would get angry and maybe even strangle her.

him in terms of marriage and

Finley’s hand, stared at him and said,

speaking, the atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became

arms on his knees, facing Sofia,