บททั้งหมดของ If Loving You Is Wrong: บทที่ 201 - บทที่ 210

"Miss Richard went back, she has been keeping watch during the day, and something has happened recently......" Despite knowing that Alex Brown had just woken up and should not be given excitement, there was no way to hide what happened to Marisa Miller. Unexpectedly, Alex Brown did not show indignation or excitement when he learned of Marisa Miller's plot, but leaned over the bed in silence for a long time before offering to go to the old Wright Family home. "If you want to see Miss Richard, can't I just contact her directly?" Eric Chan pulled out his cell phone, ready to call Emma Rosy. Alex Brown stopped it. "She has to take care of Keira and Master Wright, let's not disturb her." Emma Rosy almost let the Wright Group fall into Marisa Miller's trap to save him, and even if Master Wright and Joe Wright didn't blame her, there was bound to be a gap between them. At a time like this, he shouldn't be there. Late Night A car weaves down the road like lightning, finally stopping outside th

Emma Rosy smiled a self-deprecating smile and carried Keira back to the car. By the second floor window, looking at the car leaving in the rain, Alex Brown slowly slid to the ground, holding his hands over his head and gradually tightening them, then lying down, his body curled into a ball. With his eyes tightly closed, Keira's cries and Emma Rosy's disappointment played over and over again like a movie clip before his eyes. When the housekeeper came upstairs to report the situation, he knocked on the door for a long time and pushed the door in boldly, and found that he had already passed out. After this fainting spell, Alex Brown rested at home for two days before regaining some strength on the third day, and sent Adams Harrah to the villa. He had decided to leave and had to clear up any unfinished business. It was only a matter of time before Marisa Darcyfound Adams Harrah hiding in the apartment in his name, so he had to send Adams Harrah to a safer place. One, for the future, and t

After this mess, the previous feeling of loss was gone, but a sense of exasperation and deeper exhaustion grew. Turning off the lights and planning to rest, the phone rang again. "Come out and play, Ms. Miller!" The man's voice was already tainted with drunkenness, and the chaotic sound of loud music was giving Marisa Darcya headache. "John Wilson, it's too late......" "What did you say? I can't hear you here, come quickly, friends are waiting for you!" The man yelled a few times before hanging up the phone. Immediately after, the phone received his location information from him. The last time she had a drink with this John Wilson, the Miller Family had signed a small contract, and she had to get up in order not to lose her moneymaker. Sitting at the dressing table, she quickly put on her makeup, changed into the short dress she came in, sprayed her perfume on the back of her neck, and stepped on her high heels before she left the house, inadvertently glancing at the full-length mirro

After talking about business, the mood in the room relaxed and casual conversation began. When Emma Rosy dries her tears and enters, Joe Wright is asking about Alex Brown' treatment plan after he goes abroad, and when he sees her enter, he is slightly embarrassed and silent. The impending departure of Alex Brown had hit her so hard that the Wright family didn't dare mention it in front of her. But in reality, it was this gentle avoidance that was more poignant. "You're so concerned about him, it's like you're his brother!" Emma Rosy feigned jealousy. Joe Wright seemed relieved and then smiled at her dotingly, "Keira's not jealous anymore, how old are you to be jealous of Alex?" "No, I'm not." Emma Rosy puffed up her lips in dissatisfaction and lifted her chin in the direction of Alex Brown: "He's older than me, you should be more concerned about me!" Joe Wright could do nothing about it, and said "yes" in a long voice, but his smile became rather helpless. Alex Brown saw the usual si

Sitting in the car again, open the laptop, see the screen "successful transmission" when the words, finally reveal a smile of satisfaction. Then he picked up his phone and dialed the number of the gold owner. The voice on the other side was a little strange, but he was so focused on the money he was about to receive that he didn't give it a second thought. "Miller, the 'family of four' lovey-dovey photos are now stored in my computer. As soon as the funds are available on your side, the photos will be delivered to you." "Okay ......" Marisa Miller's voice trembled. The man was vaguely aware of something, and before he could respond, the other party had already hung up. "What are you doing?" Looking toward the phone on the floor, Marisa Darcyfeigned exasperation. Devin wrenched her face with one hand and moved it closer to her lips, lowering his voice: "With me and taking calls from other men, Ms. Miller, please focus." "Nasty!" Marisa Darcyslapped him lightly on the chest, and then