"Okay, I agree." Ke Zi nodded and said calmly, as if giving birth to a child is as easy as buying groceries. She didn't look excited, so she nodded in agreement.
Her attitude made Mo Fei a little surprised, surprised and confused.
I was pleasantly surprised that she didn't object, but I was confused by her attitude.
He raised his hand and touched her face. She frowned slightly and then relaxed, and he couldn't help but laugh, "You still have me in your heart, you can't bear to leave me at all."
A man who felt good about himself and was narcissistic, Ke Zi looked at him quietly, the annoyance in his heart not lessening at all.[
He didn't believe her, and just because of this, she couldn't forgive him.
How could she still help him give birth to a child?
All she wants is...
Murphy's face came down and he wanted to kiss her again, but Ke Zi turned his face away and said, "I don't want to stand in the corridor."
"Then let's go home." He smiled, took her hand and walked downstairs step by step.
It seems that they have reconciled so sweetly, but their hearts are no longer close to each other. They are each thinking about their own thoughts, which is what they are talking about now.
He stubbornly wanted to use giving birth to a child as a punishment to excuse her willfulness and arbitrary decisions. He was angry and angry, but he couldn't bear her to leave, so he could only make this decision.
And she was just using a delaying tactic. She just wanted to find out the truth and then put it in front of him to see how he ended up!
Downstairs of the hospital, his car still stood conspicuously among the cars. He arrogantly failed to park it in the parking space and occupied two parking spaces at an angle. He pulled her over there.
He pursed his lips slightly and seemed to still have a straight face, but the worries that had persisted in his eyes for the past few days had disappeared.
Ke Zi suddenly stopped. Mo Fei looked back at her, slightly displeased, but continued to pull her without saying anything. During the tug, the rough feeling of friction on the palms of her hands made her lower her head and hold her hands.
His palms opened.
A very thin scar suddenly stretched across the entire palm of his hand.
The wound was new and had just scabbed over. It was like he had pressed his palm onto the blade of a knife, but it was very deep and spread to the edge of his hand. She raised her head and glanced at him in confusion.
Mo Fei also stared at her closely, waiting for her to feel distressed and ask her how she got hurt.
Based on her cry-loving personality, she might even shed tears for her. When the time comes, he will hold her in his arms, comfort her, and tell her stories about how heroic he is.
However, these are all imaginations. There is no heartache or tears in the imagination.
She didn't ask anything at all and let go of his hand, "Murphy, I won't go back with you."
This was what she said. Murphy was angry for a moment, "What do you mean? Did you lie to me in the hospital just now!"
It’s okay not to care about him, but now he wants to leave.[
"Your mother is at home. You should know that she gave me the divorce papers. How can I go back now?"
Compared to his anger and madness, she has always been very calm, so calm that it seems that it has nothing to do with her.
When Murphy heard what she said, he frowned again. She was right. With her mother here, she would definitely be angry when she went back. And that divorce agreement, damn it, he tore it up when he went back!
"I will ask her to return to City S as soon as possible, and then I will take you back." He had no choice but to say this. Seeing that she didn't respond, he shouted again: "Nod!"