Fit For Your Love

In the night, Everett stood on the balcony, looking into the distance, holding a glass in his hand.

But there was no wine in the glass, and all of it was on the ground, and the glass was cracked.

The holes were as ferocious and terrifying as centipedes.

His eyes were dark, without any light, as deep as hell.

Suddenly, his phone rang, breaking the cold silence.

His eyeballs moved slightly, and all the expressions and emotions within them returned in an instant.

He tossed his glass into the trash can and took his phone.

When he saw the name on the screen, he paused for two seconds and answered.

"Everett, are you asleep?"

A drunken voice came, and Everett raised his eyelids.

"Where are you?"

"Where am I?"

"Let me see.Where am I?"

"Oh...I'm at home.I'm at your house.Are you coming back tonight?"

"You're drunk."

"Hehe, am I drunk? I'm not drunk.I miss you, Everett.Come back now."

have your assistant pick

get married.Let's get married and have a child.Now is the right time.Don't you

you talking? Don't you love me? If you love me,

"I'll call your assistant."

then hung up

beep in the phone

finished it in one gulp, then threw it on

glass

really don't

phone

of things, food

to stay in the hospital for

a lot

the sound and opened her

said apologetically, "Did

her hand was hurting, and

Brayden saw her complexion.

"Are you OK?"

"I am fine."

was not

shouldn't have

Olivia curved her lips.

many times today.Can you

Brayden smiled bitterly.

to say something else, but when he saw her pale face,

there anything to

"Yes!"

immediately brought

light porridge and dishes.Have some tonight.Tomorrow I'll go and see what's nutritious.I'll ask them