Semua Bab My Husband, Warm The Bed!: Bab 531 - Bab 540

Just as Karen was feeling upset again, a firm and warm hand hugged her waist, pulling her into his embrace, "Just cry your heart out if you want to." Karen didn't want to hold it in as well, so she cried out into Kevin's chest. She wanted to cry for this once, and then get over it. Kevin obviously underestimated how much a woman can cry. He never knew his woman could cry that much. She cried for at least half an hour without moving. While Karen cried all her sadness out, she wouldn't listen to anything, so Kevin just looked at her cry silently. After crying enough, Karen wiped her tears on Kevin's shirt, raised her eyes and looked at him embarrassed with her red and swollen eyes. 'If I caught our father's murderer, what would you do?" Just when she was about to say something to Kevin, George interrupted her. She turned her head slightly to see his gloomy expression. "Of course I must avenge my father." It was perfectly justified for someone to

As he heard that voice, George Ken was slightly stunned. He quickly figured out who it was and responded, "So it's you. I haven't seen you for so many years. What are you doing now?" The person on the other end of the phone replied, "I just returned from the States last week. I heard from our classmates that you were also in Chatterton Town, so I called to check on you, do you want to come out for some drinks?" "You are in Chatterton Town?" George was very surprised. "Is it that strange that I'm in Chatterton Town? Come out then, we'll meet at Bar Street." "That's great!" George agreed immediately. He needed to avoid Karen's questioning anyway, and he also needed to think about what to do next carefully. Alcohol was useful sometimes. It could numb feelings and make people forget any terrible things temporarily. "Stop the car." He asked the driver to let him out. "Where are you going?" Karen had not received the recording yet, so she did n

Kristine picked up the sparkling bank card and raised it up. Then, she looked at it over and over again. "It's a platinum card! Greatest thanks to you, Director Wilis. Thank you for the handsome reward." Mr. Wilis looked at Kristine, his eyes were fuming furiously. He clenched his fist and shouted, "Bitch, get out!" "But I'm so tired, and my legs are weak. How can I get out?" Kristine did not care that she was naked in front of Mr. Wilis and tried to make herself smile even more. After all, since she was taking money from her benefactor, she had to make sure he received the end of his deal too. As a "prostitute", she should perform her professional obligations. Mr. Wilis tightened and then loosened his clenched fists. He repeated that a few more times until he was able to calm down from all his tumbling emotions. His eyes swept over her in an instant and then he walked away swiftly. When he walked to the door, he stopped for a moment. There was something h

After leaving Bar Street, Karen Daly did not go home immediately. She asked the driver to pick Little Karen up from Chatterton Town Military Kindergarten. Little Karen had been very sensible recently. She would go to kindergarten and go home obediently. All this while, she wasn't looking for Brother Lionel either. Maybe she had forgotten about her Brother Lionel after all. When Karen arrived at the kindergarten, their classes were ending. Many parents were waiting outside, eagerly watching out for their children. It had been a while since little Karen started school. The nannies and bodyguards would come and pick her up every day. Yet Karen, as a mother, had never picked her up once. Watching all these parents and grandparents that came to pick up the kids at the kindergarten, Karen instantly felt that she was an unqualified mom. She had been trying to find ways to care for Little Karen more, but she did not even bring her to school once. No wonder daddy w

Neil Brown parked his car and strode into the house. When he walked past the drawing-room, he saw Little Karen sitting alone in the room. The little girl sat in front of a large painting easel. She was holding a brush, and put in her best effort to paint something. Neil hadn't seen Little Karen for a few days and he wanted to give her a hug. So, he walked into the painting room. "Baby Karen!" "Woo..." It wasn't Little Karen who answered him, but instead, it was Momo, who was lying on the ground with an extremely unhappy look. "Hey buddy, are you sad to see me?" When he came to visit all this while, the little fellow would definitely run and jump around him. What happened today? "Woo woo..." Momo continued to sob. She must have felt mistreated, but no one could understand her language. Neil turned his focus to Little Karen. He watched her draw, "Baby Karen, what are you doing?" "Uncle." Little Karen raised her head and smiled sweetly a