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.

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,

myself not to run away, but

tears flowed down the

help myself when I see you, so don’t be so nice to me. Stay away from

Winnie sobbed uncontrollably.

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

can never

The greatest pain in the world was that two people who loved each other could not be together. He and Winnie were

are thousands of miles apart and walk the opposite way. We can’t be together for a lifetime,

Even if she believed that Brian loved her, she had

powerful status of the Bennet family, Brian’s excellence, and Wendy......The obstacles

Winnie continued.

is not you torture me, it is

“Ah...I’m going crazy.”

She would be

me leave with the children and find a place where

fell, Brian pulled Winnie’s arm with a force

selfish about this. I can’t live without

I refused. I can’t live without you and children. I want you to live

in the world, who only considered himself instead of Winnie. But he

you are a bastard, you are a devil, you know?

and reproaching Brian as she beat

her, and she would live in

am a bastard, I am selfish, you can scold

Brian said gently.

hugged Brian

I gave you two children but I got nothing. And I can’t even

don’t say you love me again, don’t say you can live without me again, or it will kill

and fell into Brian’s

others, could ignore the abuse of others,

promise you anything, as long as

could not be with Winnie. He was selfish, but it was for

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

morning, when Winnie was still sleeping. Brian turned

to

to his uncle and aunt before he went to grandpa’s

are you

asked Brian in a low

“Personal affair.”

said only two simple words, but

firm attitude about what he was going

“Winnie or Wendy?”