While the grandparent and grandchild were chatting on the balcony, Jessica’s excited voice came in from outside. Jillian looked back. When she saw Rachel, she clenched her hands subconsciously and looked at her lower abdomen uncontrollably. Rachel also looked at Jillian, touched her stomach with one hand, and looked at Jillian with the arrogance of a successful person. Jillian\'s heart seemed to be held by someone; so tight that she could not breathe. The old man’s move to get up made her return to her senses. She hurriedly returned to help him, but she was pushed by the mother-in-law before she could hold him. \"I\'ll do it. It might be too much for your hands and feet.\" Jessica said, giving Jillian a disgusting look. The old man was displeased, and knocked on the cane, \"You get up. I have many problems all day long, but Jillian came over to help me\" The old man\'s hatred for his daughter-in-law is already obvious. Jillian smiled awkwa
Seeing her about to cry, Maximo hurriedly stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, \"Will you just cry? I have gone eagerly on the mission, so I didn\'t have time to tell you that I will come back at the end of the mission.” Jillian stretched out her hand to push him, but didn\'t push him at all. She raised her head and looked at him stubbornly, \"What does it have to do with me?\" \"Damn, you woman just owes me a lot.\" Maximo said, cutting her hands backwards behind him with one hand, and kissing her lips to prevent her from dodge. He thought about the woman for a month, and he really wants to be with her. \"Let go, let me go.\" Jillian\'s head kept turning, not allowing him to kiss her lips. Maximo stretched out her hand and tore off her coat, and took a bite on her shoulder. Jillian gave a low cry, gasped, and stared at him angrily. But Maximo didn\'t look at her, but at the tooth marks on her shoulders, stroking with satisfaction, \"
\"When did I make a fuss?\" Rachel tore off the disguise from her face and held his chest clothes in both hands, \"Harold, I love you so much. How can you treat me like this? I followed you without caring about my status. For so long, you don’t want me because of that bitch. Is she really worthy?\" \"You don\'t want your status?\" Harold suddenly sneered, and pushed her away, \"Rachel, if you keep following me without asking for status, I will give it to you sooner or later., but you know better than anyone else what you have done yourself. If it wasn\'t for the child, I wouldn\'t let you in the door of the Smith family.\" \"What are you talking about?\" Rachel\'s face turned pale. She tightened her hands and looked at Harold incredibly. \"You should know very well about what I said. You can delete my text messages, and never thought I would know one day, right?\" Harold approached her, pinched her neck with one hand, but didn\'t use force, \"Rachel, it was
Maximo looked back at the girl who was playing with her head down. His face was slightly gloomy. He held her wrist with one hand, and asked her to look up at him and said in a deep voice, \"Jillian, if you don\'t ask, you will drag him. Isn\'t it?\" Can\'t this woman give him the initiative once? Jillian looked up at him, trying to take her wrist back, but after twisting it a few times, she just felt some pain in the end, so she gave up again because she knew that for Maximo, persistence will just lengthen her own search. It\'s only the front line of suffering, so she simply gave up struggling again. \"Uncle, what exactly do you want to ask? I\'m stupid and I don\'t understand your secret code.\" Jillian said coldly, telling him again and again that she was not qualified to care about him and other people\'s affairs. It was hard to convince him or make herself not to care. Maximo lowered his head to see the red mark on her wrist, and relaxed the strength of
The ringtone of her cellphone sounded deep in the carriage. Jillian was awakened, and she touched the phone before she opened her eyes, \"Hey...\" Hearing the voice over there, Jillian immediately became energetic, \" Where are you?\" Jillian hung up the phone and saw that it’s Lejan, \"Redemption bar. Ariane is drunk. Can you come over?\" Maximo frowned, and speeded up the car. In such a place, his elder brother would definitely not be able to appear openly. After all, it was not their own bar. When they arrived at the bar, Jillian got out of the car and ran in. Ariane was already on the bar, surrounded by a few staff. One of them had raised Ariane’s arm, and Jillian went over and squeezed her away and reached out to support Ariane, \"Ariane, Ariane, wake up.\" Ariane opened her eyes and looked at Jillian, chuckled, holding her face in both hands, \"Jillian, I, let me tell you, Maximo..oooo...\" She hadn\'t said anything yet when her lips were cov
Because of his words, Jillian\'s ears were burning red. She stared straight into his eyes, turned her big eyes a few times, knowing that if this continues, it will cause no good to them. In order to avoid being eaten like tofu, Jillian decisively thought of the news she had watched some time ago, and immediately said, \"Hey, Uncle, I heard that there was a car that was robbed some time ago.\" Maximo looked at her, sneered, and took a bite on her lips, \"Do you think there is anyone else who can rob him?\" Well, Jillian admitted that she had used this example wrong, and pulled out her arm forcefully, and put the watch on her wrist in front of him. It was almost eleven o\'clock. She hasn’t gone back to rest, and he would have to rest well. Maximo raised his eyebrows, looked at the watch back and forth, and finally came to a conclusion, \"Aren’t you ashamed to take out such a cheap watch?\" As he said, he got up from Jillian and tidied up his clothes. When Jil
The big hand placed on her shoulders clenched slightly, Harold showed a sense of frustration, \"Are you in love with him?\" He whispered. \"You forced me.\" Jillian looked at Harold but did not cry. When she loved him, he loves other women; when she worked hard for this love, he repeatedly ignored her own life and death for other women. Now that she doesn\'t love him and she gives up, she doesn\'t understand why he still refuses to let her go. A fierce excitement burst into Harold\'s eyes, and the sound of her clothes broke in the air. Then he said fiercely, \"You want to be with him? In your dream!\" The person on her body attacked her like a cheetah. Her struggle is nothing to him. Her hands slapped anywhere she could touch, but the person on her body was pulled away in the next second. He hadn\'t reacted when he was slapped fiercely on the face. Time stood still, and the old-fashioned clock in the living room rang twelve o\'clock. Harol
Jessica went up and grabbed Jillian\'s arm with one hand, and pulled her down from the bed, \"Bitch, as cheap as your mother! You ruined my son, and now you want to kill my grandson! You’re cruel!\" Every time Jessica gets angry, she will definitely bring up Jillian\'s mother in the topic Jillian stood firm after staggering and looked up at the angry mother-in-law, \"Mom, no matter what happened to you before, my mother is no longer here. Don\'t you even know how to respect a dead person?\" Jillian\'s face was already gloomy, and the voice of her mouth was also unhappy. Jessica sneered. Her delicate face slowly became despised and said, \"Respect her? What is she worthy of respect? What else can she do besides stealing someone else\'s fiancé?\" Thinking of the man she loves who loved the bitch, Jessica\'s expression began to become hideous, and she felt that she would not be relieved if she hadn\'t cramped her. Rachel lowered her head, touched her stomach,