Sure enough, Nicky was packing up after getting home after work tonight.
I stood at the door of her room and watched her fold her clothes.
With her head lowered, the scar on her face was particularly obvious and glaring under the light’s illumination.
My heart trembled, and the guilt in my heart rose up again. I opened my mouth," When your parents go back, you can come back and stay here."
I actually said it. No matter what, I could not hate her because of some nightmares. She was my savior, after all.
Hearing what I said, Nicky looked at me, and the corners of her mouth were curled up. "Since I’m already going back, there's no need for me to stay here. I'll apply the medicine on time every day. Don’t worry, Wanda, you've done enough."
Her voice was even but full of understanding.
At this moment, I felt a little uncomfortable. She was a great woman, but she was also my friend, I...
I went into the room and helped her pack up. "Then, come here for dinner if you have the time."
"If you invite me, I’ll definitely come." She gave me a sweet smile.
This smile was so sweet it reached my heart.
I returned her smile, seemingly having found relief.
After we were done packing up her things, Nicky came out with her suitcase. I took her outside the villa, and we happened to bump into Theo who had just returned.
"You’re going back?"
Nicky nodded. "Yes, my parents are coming in two days, so it would be more convenient for me to go back."
"Okay," Theo responded calmly.
He and Nicky were just ordinary subordinates. Even when I asked Nicky to stay in the villa, Theo was against it. He had always been indifferent toward Nicky, and dreams were indeed just dreams.
I could not help laughing at myself. How could I hate Nicky because of the nightmares? It was outrageous.
"Be careful on the way, and let me know when you get home." I asked the driver to send Nicky home and help her carry her things along the way.
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