Hey, My Twins Babies

Brian said as he headed for the elevator.

Albert drove the car away. He felt he could get off work today.

Winnie could not persuade Brian by this time. Fortunately, there was no one in the elevator. Otherwise she would be the topic of the neighborhood again.

When he got the room, Brian put Winnie down and closed the door. Winnie ran to the bathroom, and then came the sound of vomiting.

Brian hurried to find some water and then went to the bathroom.

“Here’s some water. I’ll go down and get you some medicine.”

Brian put the water aside and turned to go out, but Winnie pulled him.

“Don’t bother, I will sleep it off.”

Winnie was gasping for breath, with tears streaming down her face.

“Are you uncomfortable? I told you not to drink.”

Brian was distressed. Seeing that Winnie was tortured by alcohol, he regretted that he brought the wine.

“I am ok. Go back now or your father will be worried.”

Winnie had been opposing Brian to stay with her. She was not afraid of what Brian would do, but that she could not control her mood and asked Brian to do something.

“I am worried about you. Don’t talk, drink some water, or you will vomit again.”

Winnie was obedient and gargled. After spitting out the water, her nausea subsided. But because of vomiting, her stomach and throat were uncomfortable.

She got up, but she had no strength. At this time, Brian bent down to pick up Winnie and took her back to the bedroom, put her on the bed, and began to undress her.

“I’ll do it myself.”

Winnie felt it too ambiguous. Although they had countless close contact, they were a couple and they should not do that.

Maybe she was melodramatic, maybe she was pretending to be noble, but she really wanted to live with dignity in front of Brian.

“Don’t move, or you will throw up again. I’ll help you with clean clothes and I will leave as soon as you sleep.”

Brian knew what Winnie cared about and knew that she had strong self-esteem. But he would be thinking about it all night if he left like that.

“Brian, I really will misunderstand if you do that. Don’t be nice to me. Go back. I will get drunk a thousand times in my life, can you take care of me every time?”

Winnie said sadly, feeling suffocated like a big stone pressing her heart.

At this time, Brian had helped Winnie take off her coat and covered her with quilt. He sat by Winnie’s side and said to her gently.

that. I can’t promise that I’ll be with you a hundred times, but as long as I’m with you, I will take care of you. Don’t think too much, don’t escape deliberately. Even if we have no courage to overcome difficulties, we can’t destroy the love in the heart. Take your time and let it

told myself not to run

words and her tears flowed

I see you, so don’t be so nice to me. Stay away from me, hate me, and only then

Winnie sobbed uncontrollably.

she found it harder to forget Brian than to forget herself. What she wanted most at the moment was amnesia,

can’t, and I can never be cruel to

sad too. The greatest pain in the world was that two people who loved

We can’t be together

and more sadly. Even if she believed that Brian

Bennet family, Brian’s excellence, and

Winnie continued.

wrong, it is not you torture me, it is

“Ah...I’m going crazy.”

be

children and find a place where I can live

as Winnie’s painful voice fell, Brian pulled Winnie’s arm with a force and pulled her into

I have to be selfish about this. I can’t live without

I can’t live without

the moment, Brian might be the most selfish person in the world, who only considered himself instead of Winnie.

you are a devil, you know? How can you do that? It’s not fair

Brian as

were like a sentence of death to her, and she would live in

am selfish, you can scold me, beat

Brian said gently.

hugged

I gave you two children but

don’t say you can live without

into Brian’s

could bear the framing of others, could ignore the abuse of others, could bear all

will never say it again. I promise you

these words were the most tortured since he could not be with Winnie. He

window was quiet. The two people in the bedroom were suffering. No one knew when the pain would last and whether there would be

morning, when Winnie was still sleeping. Brian turned off Winnie’s phone, for fear

Winnie’s home and went to the

uncle and aunt

are you here so

Brian in a

“Personal affair.”

two simple words, but

was going to say, whether or not

“Winnie or Wendy?”