Chapter 485: Being Attentive

All over Paris, someone's figure would keep appearing before my eyes, unable to be dispelled no matter how hard I tried.

Cherish Turner frequently had hallucinations, as if simply by turning around she would see him standing behind her, silently smoking. But when she looked back, there was nothing but empty space, filled only with the air of strangers.

Time passed quickly and yet also exceedingly slow, a week had passed in the blink of an eye.

During the last three days, they moved to stay in the suburbs outside of Paris.

"Madam, Miss, you will remain in the castle in the suburbs for the next three days. There's also an exotic market nearby that you can visit," said the tour guide lady turn around and smile from her front passenger seat, as they were driving towards the suburbs.

Mother Turner was obviously interested and struck up a conversation with the tour guide lady.

Cherish Turner listened quietly with a casual demeanor, a constant note of longing sparked in her heart.