What Do You Want?

It wasn't long before I arrived at the inner villa. I got out of the car and Aunt Aubree came over to welcome me. She looked at me and said, "Are you feeling better? I have some porridge for you. Do you want some first?"

I smiled and shook my head. "Aunt Aubree, you just brought me chicken soup this morning. I can't drink anymore this time."

She smiled and compromised. "Okay, okay. I'll be hungry later. Sir set up a swing in the yard and moved a lot of flowers. Do you want to have a look?"

I knew that she wanted me to relax and be happy. She pulled her and said with a smile, "Aunt Aubree, I'm fine. I'll go back to the bedroom to rest. Don't be busy. Have a good rest."

After entering the bedroom, I turned over all the clothes in the wardrobe and threw them on the bed. I folded them all and put them in the suitcase.

Dylan came up with something. When he saw me like this, his eyebrows were covered with ice. "Why do you keep things?"