Warning: My Mommy Is A Savage! By Seeking A Peaceful

Chapter 522
Charmine did not understand it, but it felt rather peculiar as she gazed at the cherry blossom tree in front of Dr. Weir’s house. It
seemed to exude a different air, and the bamboo house appeared to be a place with stories. Charmine then began, curiously so,
“This is a beautiful home. Did you build this yourself?”
“If only I could build such a nice bamboo house! Look at the bamboo house; it’s rather old. And the cherry blossoms are so well-
grown, it’d take at least five years to grow them! Someone introduced this place to me, and I’ve only lived here for a year. 1
“I heard a couple lived here in secrecy, but something happened and they left this place to a friend, saying that this place can
only be sold to someone worthy of it, and it just so happened that I moved in here. Doesn’t it feel like the air here is incredibly
nostalgic somehow?” said Dr. Weir.
Charmine nodded; she somehow got the image of an ideal couple residing in this very bamboo house as she gazed at it. She
walked to the courtyard and looked around, and her gaze landed on the most prosperous cherry tree.
“This cherry tree, in particular, stands out from the rest somehow.”
It was no different from the others upon a glance, but that tree somehow seemed to have something that others lacked.
Dr. Weir put his hands behind him and sized up the cherry tree. “Yeah, this is my favorite tree. Sometimes, when I don’t have
anything to do, I’d talk to this tree. I always feel that it understands me.”
Charmine frowned. Was it that mysterious? It seemed just a tad different, that was all...
“Look at me,” Dr. Weir smacked his head gently. “I sound like a crazy man, don’t I? Please have a sit here, I’ll prepare the
medicines for your brother.”
“Alright.” Charmine sat in the courtyard and breathed in the tranquility.
There was a breeze as the petals fell onto the ground, forming a beautiful sight.
The wooden table in the courtyard seemed old, and there were some scratches on it.
Somehow, Charmine noticed a word... (Sweetie)

The engraving was rather small and difficult to make out, but it seemed to be carved deeply into the wood as though the owner
was using his life to carve the word.
It was apparent that someone was in love with a girl named ‘Sweetie’, thus he carved the name here.
If only there was someone who loved her as much. How beautiful would that be...
Charmine’s mind eventually drifted to Anthony. He did not seem like a man who would do such a thing
The love Anthony had for her was unlikely to be as deep...
Out of the blue, Charmine’s phone rang, and she took out her phone to see a message from


William that read,
[I’ve fixed the documents. You don’t have to worry about it anymore-do get some rest if you have time.) Above that were a series
of messages. Even though she did not reply, William still messaged her every day. With guilt riddling her mind, Charmine, after a
moment of thought, replied: (That’s good. I’m busy now, and I’ll be busier in the future. I don’t have time to reply to your
messages, and you don’t have to send me so many texts.) (William: Ok. Is there anything I can help you with?] (Charmine: No,
I’m alright.] (William: Ok, do take good care of yourself. The temperature in Burlington is getting lower; put on more clothes.]
Charmine’s brows furrowed. A man like him seemed to have cared too much. It was apparent that William had not given up on
her.
Charmine’s eyes narrowed as she typed, (Charmine: Mr. William, I thank you for your concern, but I’ve already had someone I
like. We’re both adults–you know what I’m trying to say. You deserve someone better.] After Charmine sent out the text, William,
who would never fail to respond instantly, did not reply for a long while. Although Charmine felt too harsh, this kind of thing
should be clearly said. William should know what to do, right? She hoped so.