Chapter 167
Remy's POV
The next day, I slept very late before I woke up, and the face of that damned woman kept flashing through my dreams. This time I didn't even want to be angry. I only felt extremely bored and sick of her as she made this call to embarrass and disgust me. I admitted my heart softened again.
I examined the house and the room.
I stood up and took a closer look at the entire house.
She liked to walk at home barefoot, so the temperature at home was higher than usual. I was not used to it at first, and I always felt hot inside the house. Gradually I was used to it.
I gave her a key. Originally, the fingerprint lock here recorded her fingerprints. However, she always said that it was too strange to reach out and press on it, so I had to find the key to give her. She hung an earring on the key chain, which I picked for her when we went out shopping.
There was a bottle of body lotion with the smell of roses

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