Love Is Fair

Chapter 370

Chapter 370 They Are of the Same Kind

When Wade saw Hailey's angry eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

Jalen nudged him, took a step forward, and said with a smile, "Hailey, don’t be angry. We don't mean to impose moral coercion on you. I just hope you can think about Owen's will.’

I won't go back.” Hailey remained expressionless when she said, We have divorced, so I don't have the right. Lily, see off the guests!"

Not wanting to say one more word, she stepped upstairs.

Wade and Jalen felt frustrated. They had failed to achieve their goal but had offended Hailey, so their face turned sullen.

Benson wrinkled up his nose in dissatisfaction and said, "Uncle Wade, your words were too harsh. No wonder Hailey got angry.

We are asking her for help, but your attitude is too bad. Aren't you asking for a snub?"

Wade was speechless.

"Benson is right. Dad, Hailey does not owe us anything. Owen left so many things to her in his will, but she has never asked for them. It is you that felt anxious and afraid she will take them away.”

Bob also defended Hailey and accused his father, saying, ‘After you begged her to accept them, she refused. It is embarrassing."

Wade could not believe they were blaming him together.

Shut up! Do you think we're feeling happy now?" Jalen rolled his eyes at them. Hailey had lost much weight and looked tired, so he felt uncomfortable. She was only in her twenties, so he wondered whether they were pushing her too hard. He then said,

“Let's go back first.”

Wade frowned, Why? They haven't agreed yet!"

Jalen said, "Even if we beg them here for another three days, they will not agree. Let's go back and try to figure out a way out.”

the four men

red wine out of the wine cabinet, poured a

the door, she walked over, opened

in with a pipe in his mouth, and the smell of tobacco sobered her

they were both in a

drink with you," Jason said, took the pipe out

Seeing him about to drain the glass in

wine is not as strong as your whisky, but it will give

know." Jason

at the painting he had brought in, paused for a moment, opened it,

caressed the specially made paper carefully, her eyes lit

wine and said, "Can you imagine this painting

head, widened

could be said to be an expert, so she could see the painter's skills were immature although it was a good painting. She had guessed

for a moment before asking, "Did Donald

He hesitated at first and then refused to tell me. He did not tell me the truth until I threatened him

lowered her eyes, pondered for a while, and said, "This painting was drawn many years ago. The painter was ten years old back then, so he or she must have grown

is in his thirties. He drew this painting more than ten years ago. He started it at

had a feeling of vicissitudes.

name? Where is he

not a glamorous profession, and most people could not understand them. So, the practitioners usually lived in

to know who had completed

at her with his brooding eyes with a regretful

He had passed away?

desolate eyes. She felt a nerve thumping in her head as if intending to

again, the people in it who were laughing, shouting, or crying

smiled at her and

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