Grace's relationship with Mr.Charmond is getting colder, now it's just morning turning to night without stories. Twenty years old is no longer finished with bad ideas to kill a man named Mr. Emeron. she still doesn't understand how the world turned out to be so vast, there is even a demand for modern women to be sharp-minded.Grace sat with Callin at the summer cottage, there was no conversation that she had hidden from her bench mates regarding Mr.Charmond's decision to withdraw from the CEO chair, as well as the expensive gifts given on her birthday one week ago. Callin heard Grace's story while embroidering."What are you mad about in a man as good as Mr.Charmond? You haven't found anything to lose in your marriage, Grace." Callin said after hearing Grace's frustration by saying Mr.Charmond was an old man who messed up all ideas in the future.Grace ignored Callin's defense, instead her eyes followed the golden bugs crawling on the table."He's a rich man after all, having enough mo

A peaceful sunday morning only turned out to be a failed plan for Grace. She met Mr.Charmond's face in the room and opened the thick blanket that covered the whole body, from head to toe.There was even a slight shock that Grace felt when the man's call did not get any answer. Grace is so pissed off!His body bent down, making sure Grace had opened eyes to his current presence."You will live a long life if you get up early, Grace." He said."I don't need your sermons!" Grace pushed the body of the man next to her with a terrible look, like killing Mr.Charmond with one sharp knife.Those words were only given a sweet smile, Mr.Charmond handed a glass filled with water to the woman on the bed."Don't you miss your palace, Grace? You seemed to enjoy spending the night here, so you didn't notice me coming." He said."Here I sleep with pleasant dreams." She pulled away from the blanket, visible slightly disheveled nightgown with shoulder-length hair that smells very good.Grace took the w

There is no road that leads to heaven, if the contents of the head are only piled up with the bad plans of a little girl who was brought up in a very sad way. Grace laughed at the sentence she had written herself with pretty fingers.Two glasses of wine had made some of her sorrows go away, though right now she desperately needed company. She also never lived alone in a big palace, but she still survived. It turns out that she has become the wife of a conglomerate who is used to being left alone for long periods of time for business purposes. Ha ha.The pitiful laughter sounded again until her body fell on the living room sofa. Callin came to the palace for the second time with tears that disturbed Grace's calm."I don't know how else to think about our long-term engaged relationship, Grace. You see, Charles and his family have decided to move to Italy. Some of their companies are already operating there."Even Grace didn't know what to say, she wasn't sure if her mother knew about he

In silence, two women like us suffer. As a reminder of how love can never read what should be given to lovers._Mrs.Launtin and Grace.Grace was worried to say what was going on between her and Charles, she considered carefully how to tell Callin so that there would be no fight between them. After taking courage as the car drove towards the cafe where Callin met Charles. Finally Grace said that the man still has the same blood relationship because they have the same father. As long as the confession sounded, Callin didn't utter a word. Her eyes only focused on the quiet street, even though she was still aware of the relationship that Grace meant, and led to their serious opposition to getting married."I don't care how angry you are at my confession, Callin.I just don't want to disappoint you when you find out that behind your back. And I won't hurt your feelings to have a relationship with Charles, I support you if you are happy. He's a good man, but can you not rush to get married" G

January next year, I no longer hear how the loud voice that sometimes softens calls my name with new hope, Mother._Mr.CharmondThe turn of the year was still in a matter of months, but death was drawn faster than the charms of firecrackers in the sky. Don't think anyone wants to get old and then die. They want to continue living with one, four, eight or ten children. But one death news will still come in a dark state like blind.Someone tapped Mr.Charmond's shoulder lightly, as he turned away. Grace's face, dressed in black and a shawl of the same color and covering her head, sat with the grieving man. Mr.Charmond's face looked very puffy with dark circles around his eyes."I beg you, don't cry." Grace said softly. "Everything will meet death. You told me that, Mr.Charmond. Let your mother meet her eternal life, we don't know how long she misses her husband, your father."For a split second, Mr.Charmond nodded his head, but his eyes still couldn't lie. He loved Mrs. Bovary very much w