Don't Try to Escape, My Wife!

"I mean, as an aunt, I haven't bought a gift for my nephew yet."

Melissa grabbed Lucas and covered his mouth, then pulling him out.

"I'll take him out and buy a present for him."

As Melissa was speaking, she dragged Lucas out.

Lucas looked a little impatient and he directly stopped her.

"Stop."

Before Melissa could understand what was going on, Lucas had pressed her onto the door frame by his catching and grappling skills.

"I forgot to tell you not to touch me."

Lucas directly pushed her away and then cast a look at Nicole, saying, "Excuse me, Mommy. I'm going to pack my things. Grandpa Mark is coming soon."

"Alright. Aren’t you going to eat anything?"

"Nope. Grandpa Mark said we would eat in the military area."

Lucas glanced at Dad Bush with a meaningful look in his eyes.

Dad Bush's face was red, but no one knew it was because of anger or embarrassment.

"Well, Nicole, have the clothes been prepared? Hurry and get Melissa changed. Mr. Seuss doesn’t have much time, so we can’t be late."

Dad Bush wished he could leave right this second, but he had to wait for Melissa.

Nicole did not know why Dad Bush went red, but she guessed it should have something to do with Melissa, judged from how she treated Lucas earlier.

However, Nicole could no longer care about so much now.

She handed the clothes in her hand to Melissa.

It was a plain and delicate dress, the latest style of this year.

Melissa once saw this dress in a magazine, but she couldn't afford it. Now receiving it from Nicole, she felt pleased but also a bit jealous.

If she had grown up in the Bush family from the beginning, perhaps all of these would have belonged to her now.

Melissa took the dress and went back to her room without thanking Nicole.

When there were only Dad Bush and Nicole in the living room, he felt extremely embarrassed.

"Nicole, I'm sorry to bother you. Melissa has a bad temper, since she grew up in an orphanage and was always bullied there. Please don't mind her bad temper."

"Of course not."

Nicole nodded in agreement.

She really wanted to give Dad Bush the painting, but she was afraid that it would hurt his feelings if she did it now.

Nicole took out a card and handed it

this friend means much to me and I intend to send your painting as a gift to him. So, could you draw one for the sake of me? And there is five million in this card. You can accept it as a down payment, and I’ll pay you

sincerely, which made Dad Bush hard to

and throwing a glance at Nicole, he felt as he was in

in some stocks, but his investment failed. Now the Bush family was no longer that loaded. If it wasn't Samuel who often helped

old couple, who had to suffer this, it wouldn't be a big deal. But they had their own daughter now, Melissa, who had had a hard time

give up his dignity

a face-saving way out of this, he should have seized the

him and whispered, "Melissa wants to learn to play the violin from Mr. Seuss, who wouldn't accept a student easily. So you should send him a present. Right? I know you wouldn't like to do that, but it's for the sake of Melissa. If she can be

for Melissa finally convinced Dad

always insisted on in the past seemed to be far less important than his

However, he ended up finding Nicole wasn't his daughter and he did all that in vain. Nicole did treat them well, but he and his wife

back, but what they could give her was way too less, not even a good living environment. So they thought of Nicole. They

must have known their thoughts. Instead, she didn't say it out loud. And she also kept Melissa as they wanted. Dad

unable to

Lucas said you were pregnant, I shouldn't

put the card

receive the card, Nicole

the Bush couple was thinking. However, they raised her up and tried so hard to cultivate her, so she would do as they asked in her way as long as they didn’t

the Green

her room, she

"Where is he?"

at Melissa in that dress, Nicole had to admit that Melissa did carry on the

give others the image of a lady from

pointed the outside, saying,

"Smoking again?"

Melissa frowned deeper.

I'll be

Nicole nodded.

cook something for you

won’t have lunch at

going out. Could you please

don't know when I’ll be back. You can have lunch by yourself first. I'll take you out when I’m

as they asked. However, she wouldn’t know whether Melissa

of Nicole,

it. Hurry and deal with your things. I don’t wanna

didn't reply to her this time, and she looked

still hadn’t come

kitchen and cooked some

Petty was about to go back, she met Nicole

Green, why are you here? Mr. Green told me to go back and keep you

here to see the children. And

to the children and let them enjoy

Cara and she’s recovering well, but she still can't walk. Maybe after a hundred

took the thermos pot as

Cara a long period to

You’re in need of another dietitian to fill the vacancy. Mr. Green also said that he would find one in the job center. But why did you only hire Wendy, a part-time

around me. We’ll discuss it when