My mouth is dry because of Freddy's hot and solemn gaze."Are you talking about leaving early? " I think about it and explain to him, "My classmate sent me a message saying that after the performance, she would like to take a photo with you. I thought to myself... you definitely don't want to take a photo with strangers, and I don't want to explain to my classmate why I am with you.""Why? " His voice is as cold as ice."If I explain, it cannot be explained clearly in a few sentences... Moreover, there's a huge gap between us, not only in terms of identity, but also... in terms of age. Would you be willing to chat with my friend? We're so childish... If my friend often comes to you because of our relationship, would you be annoyed? It's better not to meet them, right?" I smile gently as if I was totally considering for him.There's one more thing I didn't say. In fact, the most important reason is that we may divorce at any time. We will not be together for a lifetime. If I told my f

I open the window and the cold air pours in forcefully, making my hair messy. It also calms my emotions a lot.I start to think about my situation.Freddy just said, "Do not think I have to be with you." Does it mean that, as long as I insist on getting divorced, he may agree one day? After arriving home, Amy and the driver help Freddy out of the car. I see him being served, so I silently return to the room. Not long later, Amy comes over and knocks on my door, saying, "Mr. Barnett, sir won't let us touch him. Why don't you try it out? You can help him wipe his face and change into his pajamas."What? Wipe his face and change his pajamas? If he were a vegetable now, then I would definitely  be responsible for these things. But he's not!Although he drank too much, he does not completely die of drunkenness. I do not forget that on the way back just now, we had a fight in the car."Why don't we just let him sleep? " I sugg

"I heard that you don't want to sell your company. So I won't ask you to sell it." I am confused. "So what do you want? "Ollie says, "I will just buy the share and be a member of the board." My eyes brighten and I say, "Mr. Brown, are you serious?" "Of course I am serious, but before signing the contract, there are two things I need to discuss with you." Ollie takes out a document. "This is the proposal that my team and I have made in the past two days. According to the current development track, the Miller Group is definitely not Going on the right way. We are a business, not a charity. First of all, we must make profits to develop in the long run." I open the file he handed over and take a rough look at it. "Mr. Brown, can I take your proposal back to my company and have a meeting to discuss it?" "sure." "Well, what is the other thing?" I take a sip of water and look at him sincerely.

Freddy knows everything I say in the crystal ball! Could it be that Freddy really sent someone to kidnap Aaron?Freddy wants the new system from the Miller Group? Thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat forms on my back. After hanging up the phone, I walk out of the room. Freddy and Stephen have finished their dinner and are smoking in the living room. Stephen sees my figure and immediately crushes the cigarette in the ashtray. "Ms Miller, would you like to come over and have a chat?" I nod, "Stephen, you are such a gentleman, not like him." I stare at Freddy who is still smoking. Freddy does not say anything but he extinguishes his cigarette. I walk up to Stephen and stand still, and I say, "Excuse me, I want to talk to Freddy alone." Stephen is surprised.  "You mean you are driving me away?" He stands up awkwardly, "Ok. I am leaving now. You two have a good chat. I can go f

 On the way back, I fall asleep on Kelly's lap. Kelly's fingers caress gently on my head.  Her finger accidentally touches my left cheek, and I gasp in pain, and hum softly, "It hurts...it hurts..." Kelly stares intently at my cheek. If  people do not look carefully,  people can not notice my wound. I have a thick layer of foundation on my cheeks. "Alina, what happened to your face?" Kelly calls me to wake me up. I open my eyes, wake up and say, "Mom, what's wrong?" Kelly touches the left side of my cheek with her finger. I suck in pain and bare my teeth. "What's wrong with your face? Who hit you? Was it Freddy?" Kelly's heart clenches tightly. I say nonchalantly, "No... I had a fight with his mother last night... I tried to divorce him by irritating his mother, but it did not work out very well." "You are stupid! You can get divorced if it is possible. B