Nanny For Young Master's
Genius 32 - Similar things

"I love it when you play music so freely. You play like you're enjoying the last day you're alive. Play as much as you can, as if you'll never have the chance to play music again when tomorrow comes. It really made me fall in love with you."

He was in an intense encounter with her. Staring at the irises of beautiful eyes like ruby gemstones so closely.

Pats!

Karl opened his eyes slowly. Again, he woke up in the same condition. The blurry eyes of tears, as well as the immense pain that was approaching his heart.

Charles rose from his position. Sitting on the bed, squeezing his clothes.

The pain in his chest really made him powerless to hold back the cries.

The man sobbed. Making the originally quiet night, it was now adorned with faint crying sounds coming out of its mouth.

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Nanny wakes up from her resting position. Sitting on the bed with a crumpled face.

I can't sleep. I keep thinking about young master.

I am really worried about his situation. How did he realize?

Is he okay?

I would love to visit him to make sure of his condition, but if the butler finds out, then I might get a punishment from him.

What am I supposed to do?

Nanny pensive. It's really a dilemma. Confused by what he should have done.

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Wh why? Why is it that every time I'm with him, I remember him?

Karl stared out at the glass door in his room. Standing under the light of the full moon so brightly decorated that night.

Yesterday, I experienced the same thing.

I don't know why, every time I look into his eyes…

Every time I felt that his figure was present in front of me. It was as if the woman was him.

Karl clenched both his hands. He shook his head, trying to remove it from his mind.

The man looked back out the window. Pay attention to the scenery outside his room that is so clearly visible under the moonlight.

"How's Carver doing?"

"Is he conscious?"

"I'm worried about him."

"The nanny said she didn't put poison in Carver's food. Then why did he suddenly vomit blood?"

"It doesn't make any sense."

Karl again overshadowed the unexpected incident that had happened this afternoon. When he got word from Gray that the only son of the puppet had vomiting blood which immediately made him panic instead of overbearing.

"This incident feels like Dejavu. Have I experienced this before?"

"Is it just my dream?"

"Or just my feelings?"

Karl frowned. Somehow he really felt that what Karl was going through was not the first time.

Karl felt that this had happened before.

Mind floated. Looking far away for his memory.

Karl rounded his eyes as soon as he realized something. "Yes!"

"I'm not wrong. I've experienced this!"

"Carver's been through this before!"

"Yes. I remember now!"

"He experienced something similar when he was three."

Karl was silent his mind slowly returning to search for his memories when the first incident occurred.

It was the first time Carver had experienced something similar.

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