Jerome gave her a jewelry bag, the photo they took together, the shirt and water bottle she bought for him.
Apart from some essential daily necessities, she throw away all these things, not leaving a single one.
Looking at the gradually emptying room, Catherine had a moment of realization, recalling many lost memories.
Jerome held her and watched movies on the sofa, staying up late together to build Lege and plant flowers all over the balcony.
She had fantasized countless times that this kind of life would continue Indefinitely, without an end
It now appears that her “beautiful dream” should have ended.
Lost in thought, the sound of a car came from the courtyard.
Catherine looked up and saw Jerome coming back with Jenny.
His face remained calm, while Jenny smiled and kept finding topics to talk about.
Two people walked into the living room chatting and laughing. Seeing the empty scene, Jerome furrowed his brow slightly.
“How come to many things are missing from home?”
“I cleaned up some unused clutter.”
Catherine lowered her eyes and made up an excuse casually.
Jerome didn’t think much either, glanced at her, and then turned his gaze to Jenny,
“Jenny was feeling well and there were some issues with the house, so she came over to stay for a few days.”
Catherine nodded, “Okay”
He was the financier, she was the canary.
He actually didn’t need to explain to her.
Seeing her unusual attitude of not asking about anything today, Jerome frowned and seemed to sense something strange. Just as he was about to ask, Jenny changed the subject,
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“Jerome, can I have the bedroom facing south? Also, you know I have pollen allergies, can the flowers on the balcony be temporarily removed? And these carpets are tripping my high heels, I don’t really like them, can they be removed?”
Jerome nodded and instructed the butler to arrange things according to her instructions
Jenny raised her lips and glanced at Catherine, with a blatant display of pride in her eyes.
Watching the butler remove the carpet and flower pots, tidying up the master bedroom to malor a feeling rising in Catherine’s heart
this hume gradually became unfamiliar to her, a sour
After the depression, some relied emerged. She comforted herself in her Icart, “Anyway, I’m leaving, and none of this matters to me anymore,”
With this in mind, she silently lowered her head and went upstates to her room alone.
