Abraham Redington turned on the light and carried Molly Wellington into the room. It was quite cold inside; now the weather was gradually turning cooler.
During this season in H city, it was definitely time to turn on the heater.
Abraham placed Molly on the sofa, stood up to turn on the heater, but then returned to sit beside her.
Molly said, "...You... you're not leaving?"
He had already brought her inside, he should be leaving, right?
Abraham's deep blue eyes looked at her, slightly cold, "Is this the house Uncle Dylan bought for you?"
Molly nodded, "Yes."
"Living alone in such a large house, wouldn't it be cold? Molly, you never liked living in such big houses alone in the past. You said you were afraid of the cold, and it would feel even more desolate."
Abraham still remembered when they were kids, the Wellington family seemingly had everything, but Molly loved spending time at their house.
