Come back to Me, My Ex-Wife

Vivian did not sleep peacefully. She pretended to sleep when she heard Golden entering the room, and kept her hands in the position of covering Layne with a quilt.

At this moment, she felt that he put his clothes on her shoulders, and she felt sweet, pretending to be awakened and looked up at him tenderly. "Golden, you have finished your work? Have you had dinner?"

She was always gentle and elegant in front of him, and always maintained a perfect look.

Golden stared into her gentle face and said slowly, "Layne's sleeping. Let's go out and talk."

If Margery is the Margery five years ago, there was something he must get rid of as soon as possible!

Vivian was slightly stunned. She did not know why Golden was anxious to talk to her. Her intuition told her that it was not something good, but in order to maintain her gentle image, she walked out of the ward with Golden.

***

In a quiet corner of the corridor.

With narrowed eyes and long fingers holding a freshly lit cigarette, Golden's handsome silhouette was shrouded in smoke. He was more and more charming and fascinated numerous women.

Touching his perfect face, Vivian's heart beat faster. "Golden, what do you want to talk about?"

Was he going to talk what she was most willing to hear?

For five years, she had taken care of Layne with all her heart, including what she had pretended to do just now.

He was so touched by her gentleness that he finally decided to marry her and let her be Mrs. Barrett?

Thinking of this, Vivian raised her soft face, filled with joy.

The next second, what the man said also sent her into the abyss, while the joy was still on her face.

a low, cruel voice, "Vivian, from tomorrow on, please

different from

she could imagine and more than she

if she had been stabbed

I'm sorry. What did you just say? I didn't catch

patiently repeated, "Vivian, from tomorrow on, please

it any longer and flung herself into his arms, her lips trembling and tears streaming

Golden, why do you want me

sighed softly with a cigarette in

I won't go. I

when you put that piece of jade on my neck by the lake in the park twenty-five years ago.

sobbing made

five years. I have tried all the methods to cure my disease, but failed. Because you love me, I can't hurt

without you, and I can't lose you! I have loved you for more than twenty years. I can't let you go. Will you stop talking

at the man. "Golden, haven't you started your treatment now? Maybe

I make up my mind, I won't change it! I will give you half a month to accept

saw she was crying her heart out,

best way to deal

but still with

she had taken good care of Layne over

ward, found a nurse to take

the smile

death, he had tacitly acknowledged her existence

didn't sleep with her, he treated her with the same affection

a blind eye to

decide to

Vivian frowned thoughtfully.