Mrs. Bush was going to pick it up subconsciously, but was stopped by Nicole Bush.
“Auntie, let me answer it.”
Nicole Bush's eyes were dignified.
Mrs. Bush suddenly felt so familiar with this kind of eyes, so familiar that she shuddered, and a bold thought flashed through her mind.
But she didn't make any noise, just withdrew her hand gently.
Nicole Bush didn't pay too much attention to Bush's actions. All her thoughts were taken away by the phone in front of her.
Who would call this number?
Could it be that the person who wanted to deceive his parents to go abroad?
Nicole Bush answered the phone with a serious expression.
Nicole Bush's voice was cold, and the other party seemed to froze, and then quickly hung up.
The busy sound came from the phone, but this made Nicole Bush's heart sank.
If the call was made by mistake or by an acquaintance, it was impossible to hang up without saying a word, unless the other party did not want to her hear his voice, or for other reasons. But no matter what, Nicole Bush was a bit wary.
“What's wrong? Who's calling?"
Mrs. Bush had been watching Nicole Bush, and suddenly found that she was somewhat similar to her daughter.
Nicole Bush said with some concern, "Auntie, I think someone may want to control you by using Nicole. Although I don't know what they want to do, if you believe me, no matter what kind of letter or Phone, please tell me first. I don't want Nicole to worry about your."
If before this, Ms. Bush might not trust her, but now the more she looked at Nicole Bush, the more intimate she was. She tremblingly holds Nicole Bush's hand and says, "I will follow your instruction whatever it is. Be careful yourself, Ok?”
Nicole Bush was all excited, but she had to suppress it and nodded.
Mrs. Bush said to her, “Since you are Nicole's good friend, go to Nicole's room and rest for a while. I can see that you are very tired. When the meal is done, I will tell you.”
Nicole Bush was really tired, but she was reluctant to give up this time to rest. Ms. Bush had a firm attitude and she had to return to her boudoir.
It was exactly the same as the decoration when she hadn't married Samuel. It was even cleaned and tidied up, there was no dust, she could see that her parents really missed her.
Without Mrs. Bush around, Nicole Bush couldn't help crying anymore.
She caressed the picture on the bedside table, which was taken when she was still at home. She was so youthful and so glorious in the picture, but so strange at this time.
In five years, the facelift had almost made her forget her own appearance. Now when she saw this photo, the memories of the scenes come to mind. Comparing parents’ care for her with the old and weak parents now, Nicole Bush sat by the bed and choked silently.