Chapter 522 Charmine did not understand it, but it felt rather peculiar as she gazed at the cherry blossom tree in front of Dr. Weirâs house. It seemed to exude a different air, and the bamboo house appeared to be a place with stories. Charmine then began, curiously so, âThis is a beautiful home. Did you build this yourself?â
âIf only I could build such a nice bamboo house! Look at the bamboo house; itâs rather old. And the cherry blossoms are so well-
grown, itâd take at least five years to grow them! Someone introduced this place to me, and Iâve only lived here for a year. 1 âI heard a couple lived here in secrecy, but something happened and they left this place to a friend, saying that this place can only be sold to someone worthy of it, and it just so happened that I moved in here. Doesnât it feel like the air here is incredibly nostalgic somehow?â said Dr. Weir.
Charmine nodded; she somehow got the image of an ideal couple residing in this very bamboo house as she gazed at it. She walked to the courtyard and looked around, and her gaze landed on the most prosperous cherry tree.
âThis cherry tree, in particular, stands out from the rest somehow.â
It was no different from the others upon a glance, but that tree somehow seemed to have something that others lacked.
Dr. Weir put his hands behind him and sized up the cherry tree. âYeah, this is my favorite tree. Sometimes, when I donât have anything to do, Iâd talk to this tree. I always feel that it understands me.â
Charmine frowned. Was it that mysterious? It seemed just a tad different, that was all...
âLook at me,â Dr. Weir smacked his head gently. âI sound like a crazy man, donât I? Please have a sit here, Iâll prepare the medicines for your brother.â
âAlright.â Charmine sat in the courtyard and breathed in the tranquility.
There was a breeze as the petals fell onto the ground, forming a beautiful sight.
The wooden table in the courtyard seemed old, and there were some scratches on it.
Somehow, Charmine noticed a word... (Sweetie)
The engraving was rather small and difficult to make out, but it seemed to be carved deeply into the wood as though the owner was using his life to carve the word.
It was apparent that someone was in love with a girl named âSweetieâ, thus he carved the name here.
If only there was someone who loved her as much. How beautiful would that be...
Charmineâs mind eventually drifted to Anthony. He did not seem like a man who would do such a thing The love Anthony had for her was unlikely to be as deep...
Out of the blue, Charmineâs phone rang, and she took out her phone to see a message from تا با ÙØ±Ø¯Ø Ø§Ù Ø§ Ù Û Ú©Ùد William that read, [Iâve fixed the documents. You donât have to worry about it anymore-do get some rest if you have time.) Above that were a series of messages. Even though she did not reply, William still messaged her every day. With guilt riddling her mind, Charmine, after a moment of thought, replied: (Thatâs good. Iâm busy now, and Iâll be busier in the future. I donât have time to reply to your messages, and you donât have to send me so many texts.) (William: Ok. Is there anything I can help you with?] (Charmine: No, Iâm alright.] (William: Ok, do take good care of yourself. The temperature in Burlington is getting lower; put on more clothes.]
Charmineâs brows furrowed. A man like him seemed to have cared too much. It was apparent that William had not given up on her.
Charmineâs eyes narrowed as she typed, (Charmine: Mr. William, I thank you for your concern, but Iâve already had someone I like. Weâre both adultsâyou know what Iâm trying to say. You deserve someone better.] After Charmine sent out the text, William, who would never fail to respond instantly, did not reply for a long while. Although Charmine felt too harsh, this kind of thing should be clearly said. William should know what to do, right? She hoped so.