Domineering Lover novel Chapter 75

Everything here was exactly the same as it was three years ago. Tracey remembered that this room was decorated in the year when she was 16.

At that time, she thought that she was the happiest princess. There was a huge princess bed in the house, with a gorgeous pink curtain dragged on the floor.

Pink curtain, pink carpet, the whole room was in her favorite style.

Just like a fairy tale world, everything here had her memories.

She remembered that when she was bullied at home, she would come to this place that belonged to her.

There were some books she liked to read and music sheets on the table, there were also sweet photos of them, which hurt her a lot.

"Tracey, do you still remember that this place used to be our secret world?" Sean wanted to remind her of their sweetness.

The sweeter the past was, the crueler it was to Tracey. All the people worked together to push her from heaven to hell.

"What if I remember or forgot?" She put her handbag aside.

"Tracey, as long as you're willing, this place will always be yours, no matter in the past or in the future," Sean said.

"Are you sure?" Tracey suddenly asked.

"Of course, I've kept this here for you all the time. Except for the cleaning staff, no one has ever stepped into this room," Sean said softly.

"Oh." Tracey walked slowly toward the desk, and her fingers swept over the spotless photo frame.

Sean thought that she was thinking of the past, however, she suddenly picked it up and threw it into the bin.

"Tracey, you..." He was surprised to witness that she threw all of their photos into the bin.

He felt as if his kindness had all be ruined, but instantly he thought of what he did on Tracey.

If doing this could make her feel better, then let it be. Anyway, he had copied those photos.

Tracey picked up the last photo frame. It was the picture of Sean. He played the piano for her in the previous restaurant.

She felt that he was as elegant as a prince when playing the piano, and this photo was also her favorite one.

Seeing Tracey hesitating, Sean still held a hint of hope. After all, she could not be so heartless.

However, Tracey's words were beyond his imagination. "Didn't you say this place belonged to me? I think have the right to process the trash." "Trash!!!"

She was calling their past trash?! Sean clenched his fists tightly. After holding his temper for a whole night, he finally broke out. "Tracey, you weren't like this before!"

Tracey threw the last photo frame into the bin. She approached him with an enchanting smile.

”0h? not like this? Then what I was like?" She asked.

Sean suddenly felt that she became so strange. Except for the face, he could hardly see any trace of the past on her.

If it was not because of the lachrymal mole, he would suspect if the woman in front of him only has the same face as her but not real Tracey!

"You are not like Tracey..." Sean took a step back.

Tracey was like a floozy now. At such a close distance, he could catch her smell.

The perfume she used was very tempting, especially in such a situation, he was afraid that he could not hold.