Chapter 264 If I Was Not Sally

Celia said honestly. "I'm wondering what else you can't do."

Carlos walked over and sat next to his wife. "If you want to have a try, you can play better than me," he said.

She listened to him. Although she was trapped in a vague mood, she did not refute.

She had doubted about her identity.

She didn't completely believe Carlos' words.

She had no idea.

She reached for a cup as she thought.

She had to drink water when she was not calm.

However, she didn't fumble on the cup. Instead, she fumbled the finger of the person next to her.

She turned her face to one side and asked subconsciously, "how do you use my cup?"

The man replied, "we live and sleep together. How could Celia still be so clear with me?"

"We stay here for another day. Tomorrow we will go to the Cut Bridge and the Three Life Stone to have a look."

He reached out and gently stroked her hair.

Celia asked in confusion. Carlos remembered that they had made an appointment when she was 18.

But, since she had already forgotten, it didn't matter. He would remember for her.

He tried to touch her head but she avoided.

Carlos didn't mind her gaze. He looked at her slender white ankle and sighed, "one thing missing."

He said that something was missing on her ankle. Celia thought that she had some gold and silver jewelry. She didn't like wearing those accessories. She preferred simple ones.

He gripped her hand and she looked at him.

"What's wrong with my ankle? I don't like it. "

"Why not?" He asked.

She answered, "like a prisoner."

"Criminal?" With these thoughts in his mind, Carlos couldn't understand what Celia was thinking right now. It sounded like he wanted to laugh at her.

"Yes, don't wear it like a prisoner's shackles."

She said honestly.

"It's actually not the same, okay? The criminals are under control, and you wear it for beauty. "

What's more, you liked it very much before.

Five years could change a lot, from liking to not liking.

Carlos could understand that she even changed her habits.

But he would find his little wife back.

She wanted to chat with Carlos in the courtyard, but then she had breakfast.

Looking at the cakes, Carlos could tell that Celia didn't like them.

"You don't like it?"

"No

rt?"

He kept asking even if she didn't answer his question.

"Yes."

"You will never do that again." He held her and, to her surprise, he kissed her on the arm.

It was a little burning, but soft.

At this moment, she felt his tender emotion, like a tender husband.

Then, it seemed that Carlos received a phone call from Jin City. Maybe out of some inner reasons, Celia returned to that room.

When she picked up the pieces and continued to place them on the table, she found something strange.

A notebook was inside the building blocks.

Celia pulled it out from the bottom of the building and opened it. She frowned.

It was definitely a girl's notebook.

On the top page, it read, "Sally".

The girl's handwriting was very nice. At least, Celia Ling found it beautiful now.

However, she didn't know how to write it.

Such a note was not hers.

This made her feel even more different from the girl named Sally.

Perplexed, she slowly opened the notebook.

It was a thick notebook, which contained a lot of daily chores, simple but wonderful.

However, much to Celia's surprise, the part in the middle was torn apart. It was not there anymore.

What was the damaged token? What was the torn part recorded?

Was it torn apart by others, or was it torn by the person who remembered it on purpose?

Celia Ling frowned more deeply.

"My ladyship."

Celia thought when she heard Grace's voice from downstairs, "I'm coming."

Then she took the notebook and put it into her bag.