Angela lowered her head and said, "He still doesn't understand what I care about." What she wanted was for Charles to reveal his feelings for her. Whether it was about Fayer or his parents, she could tell her everything. She felt that frankly speaking was the most important thing no matter if they were husband and wife or lovers. He had been emphasizing that nothing had happened between him and Fayer, but why didn't he tell her first at that time? He obviously had a chance. Even if he forgot to call her, he should tell her when he met her in the office, but he didn't say anything. "He can't give me a sense of security. It's better to separate as soon as possible than joining forces." Boyce looked at Angela's back and didn't expect that she would be so resolute and had a clear mind. If he wanted her to forgive him and accept him, he would have to work hard on his own. He could only help a limited number of times. "Then I'll leave him
The smile on Harry's face gradually disappeared, leaving only a cold face. When Melissa came out with the boiled dumplings, she happened to see what had just happened in the restaurant. Harry's smile had never been heard of. She was very sad, but she didn't dare to show it on her face. She pretended that she didn't see it and said with a smile, "The dumplings are ready. Would you like to eat some first?" Harry glanced at them and found that they were all beautiful. That was to say, they were all Melissa bags. He seemed to have not heard them, so he pulled the chair and sat down with his daughter in his arms. She didn't know where Melissa was, but she didn't know whether she should go forward or retreat. The two children were immersed in the pleasure of making dumplings. Instead, they ate it, but they were not in such a hurry. Just as Stacy was about to say that I was going to eat, Ronald came over, pulled out a chair and sat on the main seat, saying,
"Young Master, Young Mistress, the dumplings are already ready. Madam asked you to go down." Anson stood at the door. Stacy swallowed the words that were hanging on the tip of his tongue and said, "Go on." When Harry and Charles and Boyce were drinking, he drank a few glasses of wine, but he didn't eat anything. He was a little hungry at the moment. Then, he answered softly, "Hmm." It was not yet the new year, but Melissa had prepared a lot. It was estimated that Stacy and Harry brought two children here, so she prepared a lot. Apart from dumplings, there was a big table for the dishes. She wanted to please Harry. But he didn't know what he liked, so he prepared more. Stacy knew what Melissa was thinking, so he looked up at Harry. Harry pretended not to see it. He pulled out his chair and sat down. When Stacy entered the kitchen, the boiling dumplings in the pot had just turned off the fire. Stacy picked up the spoon and said, "I'll serve
Charles walked to the green area outside the hospital department and stopped. Fayer stood behind him. "What do you want to talk to me about?" "I'll make it clear to you." Charles turned around. He looked at the woman who used to be familiar to him, but now she was still the same woman. He only felt that she was strange to him. He used to feel familiar with her, but now he found that he didn't know her at all. He always felt that he couldn't see through her, and it seemed that there was something hidden in his heart. "You should understand that when you chose to leave, we ended the game. No matter what reason you left, it means that you gave up that relationship. But you, now you are so entangled, it will only make me look down on you. In my opinion, it is better to keep a good relationship with each other. You don't have to come to the hospital in the future. I also hope that you can keep your promise and don't disturb my life anymore." Fayer didn't expect
Stacy inexplicably heard something and blushed. She deliberately changed the topic. "Do you want to take them there?" "Yes." "Then I'll get them changed." Stacy turned around and went downstairs, as if to avoid him. After changing the two children's clothes, Stacy tied Stephanie's hair. The little girl's hair was curled up. If it was not tied up, it would look a little annoyed. She tied up the ponytail, exposing her full forehead, which was more beautiful. Her little face was very delicate. Now it was open, it looked more like Harry. It was a little bigger, and the outline of her little face was very clear. After tying her daughter's hair, Stacy put on a Chinese cotton jacket, which Melissa prepared for her during the Spring Festival. The red color was very festive. The modern technology was mixed with Chinese style, which was very unique. The first one was hanging a jade pendant, milky white and flawless, with a Chinese knot in the middle, with tassels hanging
"I'm not coming back. It's said that there is a notice, but I don't understand what it is. I only know that he is very busy. I don't know if he really has no time or whether he doesn't have time." The woman changed Stephanie's shoes. There was no gorgeous decoration in the house. It was a simple style. It was the woman who cleaned up the house without servants. Fortunately, the house was not very big. This woman was Elvis's wife, Maple. Because of Elvis's status, coupled with the current tight news, the investigation was strict. This woman was very low-key, afraid that she would cause more trouble for Elvis. It seemed that they heard a noise. The person sitting on the sofa put away the newspaper and looked over here. The woman walked over and said, "Everyone is coming. The child is very attractive. You can talk about it. I have two dishes that haven't been cooked yet. I'll go in first." Elvis waved his hand and said, "You go to do your own business." Maybe
"The two children's last names are Lin?" "Whose surname is it?" "What's going on?" Elvis's tone became serious. A son should follow his father's surname. This tradition seemed to permeate into the bone marrow. Especially in the last generation, it valued more. At this time, Stacy came over with the soup. Before she put it down, Elvis couldn't wait to ask, "Does the child follow your surname?" He had heard a little about Harry's marriage, but because of Harry's rejection at that time, he didn't tell him about Stacy's situation. At that time, he was very busy, so he didn't know much about Stacy's identity and background. Stacy was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to say. Elvis's question came too suddenly. "It's a long story. If we investigate it, I'm sorry for them. As for the family name, I think it's good for her to have a family name." Harry naturally saw that Elvis was very willing to take care of him, and he was even not happy.
Stacy looked down. Although she had given birth to Harry, she missed the time period when she needed someone to take care of and cultivate relationships. But now, Harry was still not close to her. Melissa's life was not only full of regrets, but also miserable and great. If it were her, she might not be able to do it. "Please try to persuade Harry not to worry about it." Maple sighed. "In fact, I understand this matter. If my mother died less than a month ago and my father married another woman, I might hate her even more. Perhaps, I can stab that woman with a knife. It doesn't happen to anyone. Who can't understand it? It's said that they share the same experience. Can you really feel it? No, it's still true that men can be stable. Although Harry has a bad relationship with them these years, he hasn't done too much after them. such cold attitude. You can't guide him." "Hmm," Stacy said softly. Maple was right. He didn't feel the same way about this