"What's going on?" Janet asked. She seemed to think of something, "The money was not paid by the perpetrator?" It cost a lot of money on her treatment and her son's burial. Before returning home, Stacy also gave herself some money, saying that was the rest of the money paid by the perpetrator. Stacy didn't know what to say it. It was too hard for her. Her silence clearly meant that she admitted everything. How could she raise that money as a little girl? Janet was sad, but he could not believe it. "You, did you prostitute yourself " She grabbed Stacy's wrist. "You can't give birth to this child. Go to the hospital with me now!" "Why?" Stacy tried to get rid of her hand. "If you give birth to the baby, you will ruin your life!" She couldn't do that. She had already married. If others knew, her life was over. "Mom, please let me have this baby." Stacy pleaded with tears. No matter how Stacy begged, Janet would not let it go, and she was ve
Stacy slowly raised her head and saw the man clearly. She said in surprise, "Doctor Howard." A group of people stood behind him. Stacy was even more surprised. "You, why are you here?" Her younger brother had autism, which was examined by Ryan. They knew each other because of this. Ryan smiled gently. Before he could say anything, the director of the hospital said, "Doctor Howard came to the hospital to give a lecture." Ryan was a famous psychologist, especially specialized in treating autism. "What about you? Why are you here? Are you uncomfortable?" Ryan asked. Thinking of his mother's firm attitude, Stacy shuddered. "Stacy!" Janet rushed over from the other side of the corridor with the check list in her hand. When she came back and heard from the nurse that Stacy had run away, Janet was shocked and shouted excitedly when she saw her. Stacy pursed her lips, and she was about to cry. "Mom " Ryan said to the director, "You go back
"What do you want me to say?" She didn't know what should she say to Rachel. Should I say, I'm sorry, I should not engage with Harry to break up your relationship? That's so hypocritical. And the marriage was decided by two mothers. There was nothing she could do. Harry squinted at her and stepped forward calmly. Stacy felt depressed and couldn't help but take a step back. "I didn't do anything wrong, did I?" Rachel came up and took his arm. "Harry, don't be angry. It's my fault. I shouldn't say that. She just came here. I shouldn't have to come. You should have a rest. I'll leave now." "It's not you who should leave." Harry grabbed her wrist and took her upstairs. Rachel was delighted in her heart. Although Harry had already said that he would be with her, he never had any feelings about her. Today, Harry made her overjoyed. After all, the girl that night was not her. Only when something happened between them could she steal this m
She actually spoke the language of A country. If she had not been so sure that she was the girl that night before, she knew it was her now! "Miss White?" The subordinate did not understand why she suddenly stopped and then reminded her, "The meeting is about to begin." Rachel handed the document to her subordinate. "Take the document to Mr. Louise first, and I'll be there in a while." "Then come here tomorrow." Because there were very few people who could speak the language of this country here. Although Stacy had no working experience, the fact that she could speak the language of A country would be well enough. Stacy stood up from the chair and bent slightly. "Thank you." She happily walked out of the interview room. Just as she came out, Rachel walked in. "That woman was not qualified. We can't hire her." "Although she doesn't have any experience, she can..." "Did you hear me?" Rachel said in a stern voice. She was Harry's
At that time, they were obviously satisfied with her. Stacy frowned. Maybe they found someone more qualified than me. Thinking of this, Stacy just accepted it. In the evening. Harry shut himself in the study as soon as he came back. It seemed he was busy at work. In the afternoon, Stacy heard about Harry's favorite dishes from Olena, so she prepared dinner herself. Olena smiled and said, "This is what a wife should do." Stacy lowered his head and smiled. If she didn't need his help, she wouldn't take the initiative to flatter him. Olena sighed. "Madam passed away very early. The master married another woman. Young master rarely goes back. Although he looks cold, he is actually a man of feeling." Stacy didn't say anything and just listened quietly. "Miss White saved the young master when she was a child. Later when she grew up, she followed the young master all the time. Young master didn't like her before. Since he came back from th
He was very clear about what kind of woman she was! Thinking of the document wetted by coffee last night, he went to the study. He had to take it back to the company and to print a new copy. As soon as he entered the door, Harry found that the desk had been moved. Except for Olena and Jack, no one had entered the room even Rachel. Who was it? Had that woman sneaked into his study? He walked to the table and found that there was a handwritten translated document on it. He picked it up and saw the delicate handwriting. He frowned and thought, "Is this written by that woman?" Could she speak the language of A country? Harry could not believe it. Just as he put down the document and wanted to ask her clearly, a note fell out of the document. It said: "Sorry, I didn't get your permission before I entered your study room. Last night, because of me, your document got wet. Therefore, I tried my best to help you repair it. The language
Stacy was stiff all over. She didn't expect that Ryan would suddenly hug her. When she came to her senses, she struggled to free herself. From the angle of Harry, she was behaving in a spoiled manner. He frowned. Rachel seemed to say unintentionally, "I didn't expect she has a boyfriend." Inexplicably, Harry was annoyed. He pressed the accelerator to the end and ran away at a fast speed. Rachel pursed her lips. "Are you angry?" Harry sneered. "Why am I angry?" She was pregnant. She must have a boyfriend! It felt different when knowing that she had a boyfriend and seeing that man. He was somehow annoyed. Soon, the car stopped at Rachel's residence. She did not get off immediately but looked at Harry. "Do you want to go to my house?" Rachel seemed to be afraid that he would refuse, so she quickly added, "Harry, I've prepared your favorite " "Rachel." Harry interrupted her. He didn't know what had happened to h
"What's the matter?" Stacy was confused. Harry stood up from the chair and came in against the lights. His steps were steady and slow. Finally, he stood in front of Stacy and said condescendingly, "You and I are still husband and wife. Don't flirt with other men." No matter why they got married, he couldn't stand to be cheated when they were still married! This was his bottom line, and his dignity as a man! Stacy did not respond for a long time. Did I flirt with someone? She instinctively retorted, "Then didn't you spend the night here with another woman? Should I also demand you as a wife?" Harry frowned even more. "I didn't sleep with her." Stacy was stunned for a moment. Last night, Rachel did stay here for the night. Who would believe they didn't sleep together? Wait, it was not her business whether they slept or not. Harry's face changed again. What was he doing? Stacy didn't want to have a quarrel with him, so she