Jillian clasped her hand tightly and looked down at an unknown place. She didn\'t know how other women felt when someone knew that someone was pregnant with her husband\'s child. As for her, it was undoubtedly a slap in the face. Maybe it has nothing to do with love, but a matter of dignity. \"The Smith was single-passed for several generations, and it was only in Harold\'s father\'s generation that he had two sons, but Billy\'s not being married means that Harold\'s generation is still single-passed. Do you think the old man will let Harold give up that kid?\" He said, looking at Jillian pointedly. Jillian and Harold have been married for three years. Even if she doesn\'t say anything, he must have his own consideration in this regard. \"What do you mean?\" Jillian squeezed the quilt in her hand and stared at him closely. \"You know what I mean. Jillian, I said respecting your choice, but it doesn\'t mean that I will look at you and let others bully you.\"
Harold\'s hand was suddenly clenched, and several clear noises loomed into Maximo\'s ears. He raised his head and looked at Maximo, knowing that Maximo knew about it. If he knew, this is definitely his most unfavorable weakness. \"Is that Max? Come in.\" The old man\'s voice came from inside. Maximo looked at Harold, slightly curled his lips, and responded with a sound, crossing Harold and entered. Harold turned his head and watched him go in. His undulating chest showed his forbearance at the moment. When Jillian heard the sound at the door, her heartbeat had not been normal and she subconsciously wanted to hide, but since she got injured legs, she could only sit on the sofa and could not do anything. Maximo came in and looked at the person who was on the sofa. He didn\'t intend to embarrass her, but walked to the old man\'s side, \"Uncle.\" \"Max hasn\'t gone home for a long time, right? Why did you think of going home recently?
Jillian was sitting on the bed, always thinking about the questions asked to her. She remembered Maximo asking her this morning if she graduated from university last year. It turned out to be for this. She didn\'t believe that the old man liked her. She remembers that the old man told Max that one from his family should be handed to him. It only means that he did it all. Hearing the sound of the window, she looked up and saw the person coming in, so her face sank instantly. Maximo raised his eyebrows, went to sit on the edge of the bed, and squeezed her bun\'s face, \"What\'s the matter. Are you still angry about that?\" \"Why did you decide on your own without my consent?\" If there is a chance, she will definitely continue her studies, but this shouldn’t be arranged by someone. \"Mr. Sawyer is always a figure of a high level in cardiothoracic surgery. I told him about you, but it is his decision to accept you.\" Maximo spoke lightly, obviously be
[ Harold, I will leave work early today. I will go shopping first, and then I will meet you at the Xavier mansion. Come here directly after get off work. Happy birthday! Harold suddenly opened his mobile phone but found that his mobile phone did not have this text message. The last one was the day before his birthday. She told him that she would work overtime and would not go home, so he ignored this one. But he didn\'t receive the birthday text message. Sitting on the side of the bed with a mobile phone in his hand, thinking about it, but couldn\'t understand it. When Jillian and Maximo arrived at the hospital, the people in the orphanage had already arrived, and Lele\'s things were packed by the hospital nurses. Jillian was carried in by Maximo and sat on the side of the bed. Lele was sitting in a wheelchair with her two-year-old sister by his side, looking at Jillian worriedly, \"What\'s wrong with you, sister?\" \"I am the same as you.
The car was silence for a while. Maximo kept looking at her and said softly, \"You know, I only made one wrong decision in my life, that was three years ago and that was when I just stood outside your wedding and did not go in and take you away.\" Jillian looked back at him suddenly, with shock in her eyes. She had forgotten what day it was. Harold could not know what day it was, but Maximo knew. Her lips closed full, and she stretched out her hand and pushed away his hand, \"So what?\" Even if he really appeared back then, he wouldn\'t follow her, would he? Time stood still again, and Maximo\'s big hand on the back of the chair slowly sank, looking at Jillian deeply, slapped the steering wheel for the last time, and let out a low growl, \"Yes. I couldn\'t do anything. I fucking love a woman who doesn’t want to be loved.\" The sound of the car whistle made Jillian\'s body tremble slightly. She clenched her hands on her side and did not dare to look at him.
Maximo reached out and picked up the photos on the ground. They were all in profile or back of Jillian. His eyes stayed on the profile of her under the big tree in the orphanage, and his fingers stroked her face, \"Second sister and Harry are married and so what? It has nothing to do with Jillian.\" He said, putting all the photos away and putting them in the box. Lejan got up, looked at his back, and said angrily, \"Why don\'t you understand? Jillian is Harold\'s wife. Let me ask, does she love you? She will betray the moral restraint for you by marrying the brother of her father\'s former fiancée?\" Lejan\'s roar ended, but Maximo\'s hand holding the box slowly tightened and white marks appeared between his knuckles specially when he asked, ‘does she love you?’ After hitting Maximo\'s most painful part, he fell in love with a heartless woman, how could he ask her to love him too? Lejan closed the door and looked at him, \" I know that these years, you hav
Harold went to the bar alone. The singer on the bar sang the song that reminds him of her. He held the cup in his hand, thought about the text messages and drank all the wine in his mouth in one sip, and asked for a glass again. These years, he really was the one who has been deceived. The bartender handed the prepared alcohol to him, \"Master, it\'s better to drink less in the middle of the night.\" \"You have been here for a long time.\" Harold has come to the bar quite a few times, and he is familiar with this bartender. The bartender continued to mix drinks for other guests, and said with a smile, \"No, it has been three years. I remember that you were drinking here on the day I came, and you were married that day. I don\'t know why you came out to drink when you got married. \" The cup in his hand was clenched, and Jillian\'s disappointed words sounded in his ears. Do you remember what day it is today? In a word, the magic so
The box was put away, and the door to the room was opened. Ariane looked up and saw Harold. She didn\'t like Harold, so she stood up and looked at Jillian, \"I\'ll go ahead now. I have to go to work this afternoon.\" Jillian nodded, watched her go out, and glanced at Harold. There was nothing to say. She took the crutches beside the bed and was picked up before he stood up. Harold looked at her with wrinkled brows, obviously displeased, \"What are you doing?\" \"I’m going to the toilet.\", Jillian said with no emotions. Harold hugged her in, and said in a low voice, \"I won\'t go to the company these days. Call me if you need anything.\" Jillian looked at him, and when she was put down, she felt that something was wrong with Harold like this. It was even more strange to watch him go out. Shouldn\'t he go with Rachel now? After all, Rachel is now in a special situation. Ariane left the Xavier house. Someone was already waiting outside. Afte