Chapitre 212: Chapter 212: Premier Ends

Arnold Simmons was attentively watering the cactus on the windowsill.

Counting the time, the young girl had been gone for nearly a week.

Without her chattering by his ear during this time, he found himself oddly unaccustomed.

Arnold shook his head, put down the watering can in his hand, and looked at the light-colored bed in the room.

It was somewhat disheveled, still maintaining the look from a few days ago.

Arnold rubbed his tired eyes a bit, then collapsed onto the bed.

In an instant, that familiar faint scent seemed to envelop him, carrying a hint of enticing charm. However, the scent seemed to have faded quite a bit after a few days passed

Feathery light, like a cloud, it seemed ready to disappear at any moment.

Lying on Hannah's pillow, the man turned over, hearing a tiny rustling sound from underneath the pillow.

He reached down to touch it.

It was a small note.