"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ryan didn't want to be caught on the row, even if she was right. "All right, just take it as nonsense." Loraine didn't want to argue with him. It was not the time to argue now. The first thing to do was to think about how to deal with the current situation. Janet had escaped, and Stacy would soon know. "Where did the Janet find it and escape?" Loraine asked. "By the river before the village." That place was very close to here. If she provided clues, Stacy should be able to find this place soon. Now it was not safe here anymore. He couldn't hide Henric here. "We have to find another place to hide him." Loraine narrowed her eyes. "Now we can only send him as far as possible. It's better to let Stacy never find him." This was her son. Knowing that her son was lost or died, she would go mad. "Our plan is only to kidnap him. When Stacy promised to marry me, we'll let him go " "And then?
When they arrived at the hospital, Henric was sent to the examination room. Because Stacy's mood was too unstable, the doctor did not let her in. She leaned against the wall in the corridor. Without the support of the wall, she might not be able to stand still. Harry sat on a row chair by the side, not trying to persuade her or comfort her. When she saw the blood on Henric's face, she almost broke down. Now a small thing might make her completely collapse. All of a sudden, the door of the examination room opened and a doctor came out. He took off his mask and asked, "Who's his family?" "I am." Stacy came over quickly and asked anxiously, "Is he all right?" "It's just a superficial wound. The bleeding caused by the head injury has been cleaned up. His face needs to be frozen when he goes home. I prescribed the medicine. You can go to the first floor to get it later. Now that he's inside, you can take him away." "Thank you, thank you.
"Dad, I'll go with you." Riley stepped forward. Vincent nodded and said, "Okay, that would be nice." For his three children, his favorite was this eldest son. Although he had no talent in business, he was calm and didn't make trouble for the family. Now he was also in charge of the family's enterprise. Then, he looked at the other two and got angry when he saw them. "This was not done. You two are not allowed to go out. Shut yourself up and think about it at home!" Vincent said coldly. "Dad " Loraine wanted to explain that although she had ulterior motives, she also wanted to do something good for her family. Even if it didn't work out, he shouldn't do this to them. As soon as she spoke, she was pulled by Ryan. "Stop it." "Why can't I say it?" Loraine was not convinced. "I just wanted to do something for my family. Although I failed, I don't deserve to be unforgivable. It's unfair!" Vincent was so angry that he covered his chest wi
When the door of the study opened, Anson stood at the door. "I've arranged them in the living room." Ronald nodded. "Don't worry. Since it has been solved, he can't say anything." Ronald found Melissa was worried, so he comforted her. Melissa lowered her eyes and said, "I'm not worried." "Really?" Ronald held her hand and said, "Let's go." In the living room, Vincent was sitting on a rosewood sofa. There was a cup of tea in front of him, and Riley was standing behind him. Seeing Ronald coming over, Vincent stood up. "Ronald, I'm here to beg you for help." "Beg me?" Ronald laughed loudly. "Don't joke with me. Why do you beg me?" "Alas." Vincent sighed. "It's my two useless children who caused trouble." "What's the matter?" Ronald held Melissa's hand and sat with her on the opposite sofa. The servant served two cups of water. "You didn't watch the news today, did you?" Vincent asked. "No." After Ronald didn't w
While on the other side, in the way of returning to the villa, Henric fell asleep in Stacy's arms. One side of his face was still red and swollen. Stacy was very distressed and wanted to touch it, but was afraid to hurt him. She was very quiet and didn't say a word. She just wiped away her tears silently. It was the first time that Henric had been injured since he grew up. As the saying goes, if the child got hurt, the mother would be heartbroken. Harry looked at her from the rearview mirror and wanted to comfort her. But he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. He had never been a parent, so he could not understand her feelings. Soon the car stopped in front of the villa. Harry got out of the car and opened the door for her. It was inconvenient for her to get off the car with Henric in her arms, so he reached out to pick him up. "I'll help you." "No, I can do it by myself." Since Henric was rescued, she almost did not move
"I..." She was contradictory and confused. She had to admit that she was not having no feelings about Harry, but she just didn't dare to admit it. She didn't want to think it over. She was neither close or far away to him. She didn't want to break this vague feeling. She didn't want to find out whether she loved him or not. The more she thought about it, the more pain she would feel. After being questioned by Janet, she did not know how to answer it. She had mixed feelings. "Why don't you speak?" Janet's eyes reddened. "Maybe he is nice to you now, but have you thought about what will happen in the future? Can he accept Henric and Stephanie? Will he not care about it for the rest of his life?" "Mom, I don't want to think about it now. By the way, we may stay here for a while. I am afraid that our house is not safe." She deliberately changed the topic. However, Janet was reluctant to let go of this topic. "Was it also because of him that y
Hearing what he said, Harry was speechless. Stacy raised his head and looked at him, as if she was asking what was going on. At this moment, Harry understood what Henric wanted to say at that time. How could he be so tricky at such a young age? "Kid, you will not grow tall." "I'm sure I will be taller than you. Anyway, you won't grow any more." It seemed that he spoke with great confidence when his mommy was here. How could this kid be so ungrateful? "What the hell is going on?" All of a sudden, Stacy stood up abruptly. It seemed that they were quite familiar in their conversations. Didn't Henric hate him? How could they get in touch with each other? Had Harry made contact with her son without her knowing? What was his purpose? "Tell me everything!" Stacy became angry. It seemed that she wouldn't let go if they didn't explain it clearly. "Go ahead!" Stacy said, pointing at his son. Henric blinked his ey
Stacy thought that someone was there, so she stopped talking. But she found that there was no one around. On the contrary, it was very quiet. "What are you doing?" Stacy asked. Harry's eyes drooped, and his eyelashes trembled slightly. Stacy looked down and found that two buttons before her chest somehow had been torn off. The lace bra looked full and round. At this moment, she was sitting on his lap. The posture was very ambiguous. Her face immediately blushed, and even her neck turned red. She looked like a cooked shrimp. "You, you " Stacy stretched out her hand to cover it, but it was caught by Harry's wrist and buckled in his palm, so that she could not move. Harry's Adam's apple was moving up and down. His eyes were shining like water and mist, rippling with lust. He laughed in a hoarse voice, "You want to kill me, so can't you let me die without regret?" Stacy's mind went blank. At this moment, she had