Lovin’ in the Moonlight

In fact, when she was at the trafficker’s place, she thought every day that if she returned alive, she must hug him.

Like to prove something, she called Maxton West.

“I want to ask you something.” She got right to the point.

There was a painful yes, a low, completely fearless voice.

She took a breath: “How my father died. It’s something you should know very well.”

There was no pause, Maxton West did not intend to conceal these things from her, he always knew it could not be concealed, paper could not hold fire after all: “I was in his office, using his wife and children, forcing him to jump from a building.”

His tone was calm, without any fluctuation, like he was recounting someone else’s business.

Fairen Evert’s heart suddenly sank: “Just because at that time, my father brought your family’s company to a low point, you want him to die?”

At first, she thought it was Joziah Evert who took away the family fortune, making her father directly sad to the extreme plus psychologically unable to bear it before choosing to jump off the building, but unexpectedly, the person who made him die was the man in front of her.

The revenge of killing her father is not shared, she can be really disgusted to be with such a person for so long.

“What’s wrong? Hate me?”

“Shouldn’t you hate?” Fairen Evert sneered and hung up the phone.

She was so disappointed in this man.

When she arrived at the police station, once she asked the people there, Fairen Evert learned that Barbie Capra had a high fever yesterday and was now taking medication and was sleeping inside, not being able to come out to see her.

The Bardalph Blue next to him, eyes downcast, eyes full of heartache, would love to go in and see her, even from a distance, but he also knows that the person does not want to see him now.

This feeling of being hated by the person you like is so aggravating that you can’t even cry.

Fairen Evert turned back to him, not noticing that something was wrong with him: “Then next time we’ll come back sometime.”

She turned back toward the police officer behind her and spoke: By the way, if she is still sick please call me, I have a very good use of medicine somewhere, thank you.”

The man nodded shyly.

After leaving the police station, Owen Zhang has been standing outside waiting for her for a long time those bodyguards did not know him, plus he deliberately wore a police uniform today, thought he was the bureau, and did not care too much.

“Why don’t you go back to Baton, are you planning to put down roots here?”

Instead of answering her question, he clenched his fist: “Do you … want to leave that man or not?”This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

As if to make a point, his voice raised, “That guy, I can tell he doesn’t like you.”

Fairen Evert coughed lightly, forced a smile and nodded: “I know, he just can’t touch other women, that’s why he chose to be with me.”

The man looked at the smile on her face and was lost in thought for a moment: “Aren’t you sad? I … can take you away.”

As he said this, Fairen Evert inclined her head to look at the bodyguard not far away: “Do you think I can walk away? Don’t worry, I’ll find my own way out of that one.”

By the time they got back to the villa, the sky was already sinking.

As soon as Maxton West returned, he saw the way she was curled up, probably very unsettled, her eyebrows furrowed tightly.

He bent down and tried to smooth it out. The moment his hand touched her face, Fairen Evert reacted quickly and ducked away.

Maxton West’s face went a few shades colder for a moment, choking her: “How long are you going to pretend to sleep?”

He did do something wrong, but he will change, he was cold and heartless, but that was to others, at that time, Maxton West had not yet met Fairen Evert, his world was only his recently deceased brother.

After the death of his mother, the West family only brother good to him, there will be any good food will give him, originally he thought that the West family as long as they have been prosperous, brother will not die, but her father …

At that time, he naturally pressed all his resentment on that person.

The next second, his strength instantly faded, sitting to the side, silent and looking at her, the darkness, the faint moonlight coming from the window shone on him her face pale.

The crystal clear tears just fell down.

Fairen Evert hid her face, her voice trembling: “I just had a nightmare.”

He looked at her in silence.

“I dreamed about my father. In the dream, he kept scolding me and even picked up a stick to beat me. Do you know why?”

Inside the dream, the sad feelings made her emotions go straight out of control.

“He said I was unfilial, that I had married someone who had killed him and had a child … He said he treated himself as if he had never had me as a daughter. He said he regretted giving birth to me as a daughter.”

She misses her father, as a child, although her father did not love her mother, outside and even adopted a lover, but to this only daughter, but good too much, usually very little time together, when you come home always hold her around, girls’ toys skirt dolls a lot.

Such a person, told her that he regretted that he had given birth to such a daughter.

She couldn’t catch her breath from crying and just couldn’t stop the tears from falling.

Maxton West looked at her, his expression hidden into the darkness, so that people can not see the emotions. Half a dozen times, he left the bed in silence and opened the door, his voice biting: “You want a divorce, don’t you?”

“Yes, I don’t want to be with you, I don’t really like you.” As if to provoke him, Fairen Evert added, “How can I like you when you’re such a disgusting person.”

Her heart twitched as she remembered that time when Maxton West had taken a bullet for her without hesitation.

Was he having a double personality?

Maxton West’s back stiffened, and the silence around her was so quiet that it was as if she could hear her own heartbeat: “What would you do if I didn’t agree to a divorce?”

Fairen Evert took a breath: “I would find a way to escape, I would find a way to never come back, I would …”

“That’s enough!” He interrupted in a cold voice.

The man’s eyes were a little red, she saw, “You want a divorce, right?

“Thank you very much.” She held back the pain and spoke.

Ten days later, in the hollow bakery, Fairen Evert rubbed her sore shoulder and talked to Mia Henn: “How’s business?”

Mia Henn had quit her job and borrowed money to open a bakery, which was making good money. Knowing that she was looking for a job recently, she was pulled over directly and paid twice as much as the others.

In response, Fairen Evert said, “I do not need so much money, usually nothing to spend money, just sometimes to see …”

She froze in her tracks, as if realizing something, and lowered her head to resume kneading the dough.

Mia Henn has long been curious about this matter: “Fairen, I really do not understand why you two want to divorce, not living a good life, and it is normal for couples to fight.”

Is it too much of a fuss …