Don't Try to Escape, My Wife!

Mrs. Close really had a heartache.

This girl was her daughter. How could they make her daughter kneel down and beg someone just because they had made a grave mistake in the past? Furthermore, they weren’t a bright spot in Alison’s life and they had lived a long life. It was enough for them.

When Clark asked about her thoughts about dying together with him, Mrs. Close knew that Clark had made this iron-clad, irrefutable decision.

This man had lived his life wallowing in regrets because of losing her daughter, but now that her daughter was someone successful, he was happier than anyone.

He told her that the Close family finally had someone who was sane. And that someone was his daughter too. He was so proud!

The blood began to accumulate at the corner of Mrs. Close’s lips. An intense pain was pegging her

However, despite that, looking at Alison who was crying her eyes out, her heart ached even more.

“Don’t cry, Alison. Don’t cry! Allow us to depart with a smile on our faces! Your dad told me, you have a boyfriend now? We are not worthy as parents, so we won’t have any comment on your choice. You need to be sure of that man by yourself. Your father has left you some money under the name of someone, and if you were to be bullied by that man, just divorce him. The money is enough for you for the rest of your life.”

“I don’t want that! I only want you and dad! Mum, stop talking, I’ll bring you to see a doctor!”

Alison tried to carry her mother up with much difficulty.

At the moment, she looked like a lost child.

Where is the doctor?

Due to the spreading pandemic here, Alison had actually secretly quarantined this place. At this moment, she carried her mother in her arms and darted in some direction aimlessly, but all of a sudden she bumped into someone.

It was a familiar feeling, and the person felt warm. Alison couldn’t come to her sense for a moment.

“Alison, were you crying?”

A familiar voice made Alison’s head snap up, and what came into her view was Ernesto’s familiar face in front of her.

She seemed like she had grasped the last straw of hope as she grabbed Ernesto’s hand and cried out, “Please! Save my mum now! Ernesto, help me save her!”

Ernesto had seen Alison

bear to stare right into Alison’s hopeless eyes, so he called out to some people behind him, “Bring

know why Ernesto was here. Her

let her mother

father was already in

moment she could share with

things turn

that her mother was

all the tolerance and patience her parents had shown her and all their goodness and immediately Alison couldn’t hold back her tears

was not that she couldn’t accept their goodwill

know what to

know how to face them.

hate you forever! You guys have abandoned me back then and let me suffer so much, but now you think that you can get my forgiveness after spending a few days with me? Do you really think I will feel better if

and felt his heart break. He never

he didn’t know where to start. Mrs. Close

was

“Are you Alison’s boyfriend?”

I am,

red hot

seeing Alison’s current state, he could put aside

that this young fellow looked refreshed and energetic and was good

for real emotions and relationships more than anyone. If you don’t love her anymore one day, please don’t hurt her. Tell her. You know how arrogant and stuck-up she is, she wouldn’t pester you after that. If her dad and I were still alive, perhaps I would have asked you to send her back to us. However, we are too sinful, and we can’t provide her with a safe haven. Perhaps you are the

and her voice was

you to do this for me! I don’t need it! Stop talking now, leave some energy. You will

Alison, but instead her eyes were burning into Ernesto. She wanted him to make a promise

their deaths weren’t something to be

mother who loved her

life that I will love her until the end of time. If there was a day where we can’t walk together towards the future anymore, I will watch over her like a family member. I, Ernesto Orozco, is her safe

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have achieved salvation for your dad. Without me, your dad would be lonely. Don’t blame