Chapter 347 Restoring Your Disorientation

• Wynter clinked her beer glass with Marie, who had always appreciated instructors. Marie's smile brightened even more. Has anybody ever told you, kiddo, that you're likable and mature for your age? Being with you makes me feel better. Wynter picked up a piece of fry and said, "I think we just get along well." Rarely does she automatically lower her defenses with people like this. Marie had an open mind and was tolerant. Wolf didn't respond angrily even when he came close to her.
• Wynter had previously believed that her grandma was the only one with this type of soothing presence, but now she had come across another. It was a stranger, too. It seemed amazing to her, too. Marie gave a little laugh. "Watching me have one of my episodes has never been enjoyable for anyone." Wynter hesitated a moment. "Sorry for letting you see me in such a state, but I'm quite grateful," Marie went on. Most likely, I wouldn't have met you if my incident hadn't occurred. Wynter grinned. “Indeed, your family must take excellent care of you.
• "They actually do." “My husband is very good to me,” Marie recalled. Fearing that I would hurt myself, he cleared the house of any sharp things. When I want to, he even stays with me in motels. "After I started having episodes, he encouraged me to resign and seek treatment abroad," she said, taking a drink of her beer. He takes care of everything at home, and my boys have developed very well. due to him. He lets them handle their problems because he fears that their loudness would bother him. All of my boys are reasonable. Their quality is praised by many. Why, Han? Wynter asked bluntly, tapping her index finger. "So why don't you feel happy?"