Chapter 77 Ghost

Under Shirley’s strong request, Ewan and Nancy reluctantly said goodbye and left the villa.

Before leaving, Nancy held Shirley’s hand and repeatedly asked, concerned, “Honey, are you sure you want to be alone in such a big house? I heard the place is haunted. Aren’t you afraid?”

“Idiot. Haunted or not, I’m not afraid. This is my home. Even if there are ghosts, they are my deceased family. They won’t hurt me.”

With a calm smile, Shirley told everyone to leave.

After all, ghosts were nothing to be afraid of, weren’t they? Shirley had met many vicious people and thought they were much more intimidating than ghosts.

The moment the guests left, the living room became quiet, emitting a moldy smell common in empty houses.

Shirley, however, felt relaxed and at ease.

She was humming while doing the dishes. Shirley then filled the glass vase with water, put the sunflowers that Ewan sent her inside, and put them on the bedside table.

Four years had passed. Although the garden of the villa turned desolate, the inside was the same as

when she left.

She wished that she just had a long dream. When she woke up from it, her grandpa, dad, and mom

would still be with her.

They would sit by her bed, gently call her name, and wake her up.

It was getting darker.

Shirley lay on her bed, commiserating about the past and falling asleep.

In a daze, she heard a strange sound from the bedroom that once belonged to her parents.

The voice belonged to a woman who was crying and laughing. In the silent night, it seemed eerie

and sad.

At the very start, Shirley didn’t take it seriously, thinking she was just dreaming Or it was because

she was so tired that she had a hallucination.

But gradually, the shrill became clearer It passed through the tightly closed door and got into her

ears

death. Who can save

am so bored Is there anyone who wants to play with me? It

was apparently not her mother’s voice. It

in ghosts or fairies. She broke into a cold

terrified.

covers and hid under the covers, trembling with

me. I have not done anything wrong.

long after, the

heaved a sigh of relief. She was almost drenched in a cold

as

covered her abdomen and comforted them, “Honey, don’t be afraid.

very strong. No one will hurt

did the

“Such a coward!”

Shirley cursed.

herself that ghosts couldn’t hold a candle to

plucked up her courage and

almost scared out of her wits,

“Ghost!”

shadow swaying outside the window. The bleak moonlight made

terrifying.

me.

her eyes, as she repeated the words, her

empty for so long that it was occupied by ghosts who would sway back and

home, but it was impossible to live in such

jumped out of

eyes hidden behind the black hair shot glances at Shirley. The ghost suddenly spoke

Wilson, is

was hoarse, with a trace of excitement in it. The

scared out of her wits, as she waved her hands and shouted,

me alone. I’m not a pushover. If you cross my line, I will

be afraid. Ms. Wilson, it’s me. I’m May! You often pestered me

wrist with one hand and pushed back the long black hair

face with the

“May?”

and

of the “ghost“, Shirley was so shocked

How could it be

of the Wilson family. She was the one who

Shirley was closer to

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