chapter 417 Autumn Rain

The raindrops hit the car glass, making a crackling sound, but the car became even quieter. We could even hear each other's breathing. I looked at her, and she leaned back in the car seat without answering, as if I shouldn't have asked her to buy the old house. I didn't give up and asked again, "It's empty anyway, should I sell it or not?" "Not for sale." Penelope resolutely gave me an expected answer, but my face darkened and I said, "Would you rather have the house be empty and moldy?" "I'll...