Come Back to Me

"Wendy, work is not that important. Maybe it's selfish to say so." Ben said seriously. Wendy looked at him with tears in her eyes. Her delicate and pitiful appearance made Ben feel entangled.

"But... I like... "

"Yes, you like it. You have got the life you want, but what have you lost?" Ben was so serious that Wendy was stunned. What had she lost? Yes, what did she lose? In fact, it was not completely happy to go to work. Ben was almost busy every day, so he went home very late. Most of the time, he went home at one or two o'clock in the morning, and occasionally he came back at noon or seven or eight o'clock in the evening. She was not at home at that time. In this way, they were separated. She had weekends, but he had not. Therefore... Except for the holidays, they could stay together for a few days. The rest of the time, they were busy with their own things, just like passers-by. She left, he came back, and she left again.

If she was too busy, her life would be full, but it was undeniable that she was also lonely. Every time she worked late, she missed him. She missed his hug, the feeling of resting in his arms.

It was always quiet at home. They came back very late at night. She was very tired and went to bed in a hurry. On the second day, they went to work separately, so... There was a quarrel between them. They always quarreled when they didn't get along well with each other. In this way, both of them were busy with their work, so they didn't talk much and she didn't have the chance to act like a spoiled child in his arms.

"Wendy... In the past, I didn't stop you from going to work, but now it's different. You have a child... "

"But... I... I can work less. I go to and off work on time. " Wendy's mind was in a mess at the thought of her resignation.

"That company is only for you? Or free market? Do whatever you want? " Seeing that she was still hesitating, he was a little annoyed.

"But... It's my own business to go to and off work on time. He won't force me to work overtime. "

Hearing that, the look on Ben's face became even worse, but Wendy didn't seem to realize that he was angry. She bit her lips and looked at him pitifully. "But I will go crazy at home."

"It's normal for Tracy to take care of her husband and children at home."

always compare me with her. After all, you still can't forget her. That's right. How cute and pleasing

distinguish between children, family, career,

your own career? Every company has its own rules. Why? Your boss asks others to work overtime, but he doesn't allow you to work overtime?

be okay. But he didn't allow her to mention Howard. At the beginning, when she accidentally mentioned Howard, he would be angry and unhappy. So she didn't mention it anymore and tried to avoid talking about the company and her work. But now he wronged her indiscriminately. He must think that she had done

as Tracy. I'm not as considerate as her. If you have the ability, you can marry her. " Wendy

was pregnant, which would have an impact on the baby. But she couldn't help but get angry when she was pregnant. Wendy suddenly regretted. She

but the more she suppressed herself, the more

loved her. If she chose the person

on the bed, covered with quilt

door. Wendy became angrier and ignored it. After a while, there was a noise at the door, and soon a

was easily pulled away by a big hand. She cried and simply kicked the quilt away, turned around and

didn't say anything. Wendy cried even more sadly. He had coaxed her in the early days of their marriage, but now he made her cry angrily

time, when she stopped sobbing and sat up, Ben was still standing by the bed without saying a word. She got out of bed and planned

door, he pulled her back anxiously and pulled her into his arms without saying anything. She struggled and cried out, "Let

Ben sighed, "Don't cry!"

hard, and Ben pressed her body. Finally, he had no choice but to say in a deep voice, "You're crying too much. The baby has become abnormal. Any

she tried hard to hold back her tears, Ben couldn't help laughing. He touched her face with his big hand, wiped away the tears from the

her head and said in a sobbing tone, "You are always like this." Every time he made her cry,

On the surface, his apology was very sincere, and sometimes it was touching. But soon, he would make her cry again. This was not a problem of apology,