Stories of a Crowned Head Chapter 1232

From yesterday to this evening, Quinn Marsden only felt dizzy.

Feeling angry, he simply went back to Shen’s house, not wanting to see the man who lied to her for anything.

Charles Brighton made an antique collection room. When she saw her daughter coming home, she only felt that the sun came out from the west: “How long have you not come back to see your father?”

“Aren’t I going back?” Quinn Marsden sat on the chair and watched him wipe the antiques. “Dad, you’re almost in good health now, don’t you want to find another one?”

Charles Brighton pushed the thin frame and looked down at the antiques in his hands: “Daddy is all this age, what else can I find, I can miss your mother, that’s enough.”