Chapter 487 It’s Cold, Let’s Talk in My Room

Hugh fell silent, his gaze fixed on the news, as he casually asked. “What are your plans with Lisa? Would you like to renew the marriage certificate? And perhaps have another wedding?”

Considering Anthony had never been married before. Hugh believed that getting married was a significant life event. If Anthony desired it, he and his wife could organize a wedding for him.


Anthony responded lightly, “No need,”

After a brief pause, he continued, “I will obtain a legal document from her.”

Since her return, she had been fixated on Josh and Drake. She would remain at Crawford Mansion for

some time.

She lacked her former intelligence, but having a specific identity could shield her from various troubles.

If she were to awaken in the future and wanted to leave the Crawford family, Anthony could divorce her at

any time.

That was the only option available to him at the moment.

Hugh nodded in acknowledgment, saying, “Alright.”

Anthony thought about something and said, “On Lilly’s fifth birthday next year, I plan to take her to Saffron Island,”

Hugh quickly responded, “Why are you taking her there? Don’t you think we wanna go as well?”

Anthony replied quietly, “I didn’t say that. We’ll go together,”

Relieved. Hugh resumed watching the news.

seemed to pass swiftly as if it were only yesterday that the little one had returned to Crawford Mansion, yet she was

she was just three years old when she came

Anthony and

woman with long, straight black

them.

would be scared if they saw her

his composure, although a lingering sense of unease still crept within his

was no wonder the old woman had been terrified. Having

room. As her

her voice trembling ‘Come

then suddenly raised

“Ha… hahaha! Fork… off!”

Hugh, and

had taught her

Come out!

astonishment, and Polly immediately came to mind. She could only imagine that Lilly had learned those words from Polly

Polly could teach

grew gentle, “Has

early. Polly must have awakened and was probably playing on the

someone was talking

It sounds like Bettany…

swift flutter, Polly darted back to its room in the tropical rainforest, holding the net door of his iron cage in his beak, securing it shut. As if still feeling uneasy, he fetched a small wooden stick and placed it in front of the net

sleep and promptly got up. She looked around in a daze,

out the window,

her way to the closet to put on her clothes

was amiss today. Normally, when she woke up, Polly would come over and talk to her.” Why was

voice called out, “It’s too cold! Come and chat with me under

was now relieved and happily dashed downstairs, throwing herself into Bettany’s

I obediently faced the wall and thought

but find it amusing. How seriously did she think about her mistakes? She patted Lilly’s head and replied.

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