Chapter 615

Now it looked more like the room she had before she went to

prison.

If there was anything that belonged to her mother… She had

previously put her mother’s things away in a box under her bed.

Grace went to the bedside and tried to drag the box out from

under the bed.

“Let me do it.” Jason crouched down and helped Grace drag the box from under the bed.

Dust kicked up in the room and soiled his clothes.

in the rented house

be sorry about? Isn’t it a man’s job to help his woman?” asked

made Grace’s face turn red. Then, her attention fell on the box in

the painting her mother painted with her, and the little

were all packed into the box

too young when her mother died. Most of her mementos were thrown away. When she got older, there was not much left of her

the familiar things inside. Her eyes could not help turn

here. These things… Were

refused to let her. She only managed to retrieve the photo album of her and her

father had probably thrown them away. Perhaps she would never

reappear in front of

from her eyes and trickled down

slightly and raised his hand

do this to

tears, he

her mouth were

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