Chapter 89

　　I feel that humans are creatures of habit. I got off in front of Mr. Eugen's villa and I'm not sure why I chose to come here. I only lived here for a while, but being here now, I feel a lot of familiarity. Even the feeling of my fingers on the door has a habitual bend to it. 　　"Miss Fowler is back!" I hadn't even knocked on the door yet, but I could hear the maid's excited voice. 　　"Mommy, mommy!" Spring, in the arms of the maid, looked at me with joy, not even blinking his eyes. It seemed like he couldn't believe it, his clear eyes even had a hint of tears, stubbornly looking at me, afraid that I might suddenly disappear. 　　"Spring," he had gotten thinner since his illness, and I couldn't help but feel heartbroken when I looked at his pale little face. I had originally wanted to correct him and tell him to call me Miss Fowler, but at this moment, I couldn't bring myself to do it. 　　"Mommy, mommy," Spring finally felt that his mommy was by his side, and his little hands opened, wanti