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."

your assistant pick

pick me up! Everett, let's get married.Let's get married and have a child.Now is the right time.Don't you want a child? Don't

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

"I'll call your assistant."

then hung up

beep in the

it in one gulp, then

glass broke

you really don't love

hung up the phone and

bought a lot of

said she needed to stay in

needed a lot of

sound and

"Did

asleep.’ The wound on her hand was

Brayden saw her complexion.

"Are you OK?"

"I am fine."

was not feeling

He shouldn't have

Olivia curved her lips.

today.Can you

Brayden smiled bitterly.

when he saw her pale face, he didn't know

asked, "Is there anything to

"Yes!"

brought

and dishes.Have some tonight.Tomorrow I'll