They all stretched out their heads to see what would Harry do. Was he going to admit it or not? If he admitted it, it would be shameful for him to bring it all the time. Was he ready to have sex at any time? Darren felt that his mouth was in pain, he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't, so he could only hold it back. His assistant beside him took out his mobile phone and took a photo of this scene. Jack was about to stand up to stop it. If it was spread out, what about Harry's personal image? Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, he was caught by Harry. "Sit down." He reached out for the Durex in Henric's hand, held it in his hand, observed it for two seconds, and put it in his pocket. "Thank you." "......" Henric felt strange. Why didn't he get angry? It was clear that the other uncles were laughing at him. He seemed to be aware of his confusion. Harry lowered his body and whispered in his ear, "Someone will pay it back for you."
A thought flashed through her mind quickly. When she had a car accident, a truck rushed to her. That truck driver looked like exactly the same as this man. She still clearly remembered how thrilling it was at that time. Now she still had a lingering fear in her heart, so she remembered it clearly. After the police's investigation, they concluded that the car accident was caused by the failure of the truck. The taxi driver died in that car accident, and she was injured. The driver didn't hold the chief responsibility, but he had to bear the corresponding responsibility. Because of her injury, Ryan took her out of the country. She didn't know what happened afterward. Although the brake failed, he, as a driver, actually slammed into someone else's car and did not take any action of remedy or harm reduction. Just based on this point, no one had a good impression of him. However, she was puzzled that if such a driver could drive a taxi?
Stacy was not surprised that Jack would be here. It was Harry who forced her to come back, so he must know where she lived. She happened to have something to say to him. "Let's go." Stacy walked toward Jack's car. Instead of leaving immediately, Jack glanced at Eddy and said, "Don't harass her any more. If I see it next time, I won't be so kind." After warning the man who harassed Stacy, Jack get in the car. Stacy was very quiet. She didn't ask anything and just looked out of the car window. Jack turned back to look at her and focused on driving his car. The scenery along the road was getting more and more familiar. For almost six years, it had not changed. This was the way to the villa. Stacy frowned slightly. Although she had just lived for a short time, she still remembered clearly what had happened here. Soon, the car stopped. Stacy breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down. Then she opened the door and got out of the car.
"Let me go." Stacy widened her eyes and put her hands against his oppressed body. "Let go of you?" Harry repeated what she said in a teasing manner and thought it was ridiculous. He was angry that she wanted to draw a line with him as soon as she came here. Now she only believed that his son was innocent, but doubted him. He was really angry. Stacy tilted her head and did not dare to look at him. She could feel that his hard skin was hotter than her body, and his breath was suddenly close at hand. It was familiar and cold. She closed her eyes. "My son is only five years old " He couldn't have done something like this. She tilted her head, the blue veins on her slender neck throbbed slightly. Because of her nervousness, her shaky and rapid breathing was very attractive. Harry was planning to scare her, but when he saw her at the moment, he only felt that the blood was boiling all over his body. He lowered his lips and kissed her on the neck.
The bedroom with a light blue tone showed childlike innocence and looked particularly warm. Obviously, it had been carefully decorated. Henric sat by the bed, facing the window and looking down at something. When he was in a daze, he didn't feel anyone coming in. Stacy walked in with light footsteps and looked at what Henric was looking at from behind. When she saw what he was looking at with a tablet, Stacy almost broke down. "Henric, what are you doing?!" Henric was shocked by the sudden voice, and he told himself that he should close the page as soon as possible. Otherwise, if his mommy saw it, he would be over. He was too anxious. He didn't hold the tablet firmly and it fell to the ground with a snap. The page displayed on it was still the one he browsed. Henric stood up and tried to block Stacy's eyes. "Mommy." Stacy grabbed his son's shoulder and pulled him away. She bent over and picked up the tablet. On the surface of the Google page, t
Henric liked to eat shrimp. Janet smiled and dotingly said, "Okay, let's buy it." "I want it too." Stephanie loved to follow others. No matter what her brother wanted, she wanted it too. No matter whether it was what she liked or not, if her brother wanted it, she would also want it. "Okay, I'll buy all of them." Janet had gotten used to her.. Olena looked at Henric and then at Stephanie who was talking. Her eyes were wide open. Why were these two children so beautiful, and their eyes were so bright, just like Harry when he was a child. "I know which restaurant sells fresh shrimp." Olena came over and looked at the two children. "This is " It was not surprising that someone accosted them. In the past, as long as she took them out, there would always be a lot of people looking at them or talking to them. She was used to dealing with it. "My grandchildren." "They are so pretty." Olena's eyes were not willing to leave the two children becau
She stressed on "exactly the same" very hard. "So what do you want to say?" Harry's eyes twinkled and grew darker. Olena pinched the photo with her hands and unconsciously put forth her strength. "Do you...have an illegitimate child?" "No." Before Olena could finish her speaking, Harry denied it. He had only slept with one woman before. It was impossible that a woman would be pregnant with his child. An illegitimate child? How could it be possible? "Olena, are we not going to have dinner today?" He looked at the empty kitchen, the table was polished like a mirror, and the figure could be seen from it. There was nothing at all. In normal times, Olena should be in the kitchen preparing dinner now, or she had already prepared dinner. There was something wrong today. "Eating?" The corner of Olena's mouth twitched. "Are you in the mood to eat?" "......" "You have nothing now. Are you happy?" As she said this
Stacy looked down and saw a memory card lying in his palm. She frowned and asked, "What's this?" Eddy's face became a little serious. "My brother didn't commit suicide. He was murdered." He had said this many times, and Stacy was not interested in it. "Sorry, I still have something to do. I'm leaving." She paid the bill and went to the entrance with the card. In desperation, Eddy ran forward and grabbed her arm. "Six years ago, my brother received a sum of money. It was a woman who gave him the money and asked him to kill another woman." Boom! It was as if there was a thunder striking down from Stacy's head. Was someone trying to kill her six years ago? "You are the woman my brother wanted to kill, but you were lucky that you didn't die, weren't you?" Eddy guessed. After finding the recording, Eddy finally understood why Stacy disliked him when she saw him. Stacy grabbed the memory card in his hand and looked at it carefully.