Mr Left and Mr Right

For a person who had experienced a failed marriage, it was complicated to see the red marriage certificate again.

People say marriage that marriage is a walled city, which makes someone admired and someone desperate. However, it's not up for me to decide whether I should marry him or not. This really made me feel uneasy.

But there was a hidden expectation in my inner heart. I looked forward to a new relationship and a new marriage. I hoped these things would let me and my child say goodbye to darkness and return to light.

So, at that time, I kept my dead down, with tears in my eyes.

"Can't you look happier? Give me some face." Jacky said to me when he saw I didn’t speak for a long time.

“When taking photos, you said you want to keep the bag for me. So, I gave it to you. At that time, you stole my household registration book? " I stared at him.

“That’s not stealing. It’s taking.” The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and there was an iconic smile on his face.

“So as long as you want to do anything, you will definitely do it, whether others agree or disagree? No matter what others think?” I said.

He frowned and thought, and then gave the answer, "Basically.”

I was speechless hearing that. Then, I put my marriage certificate and household registration book back in my bag. Suddenly, I found that my act of putting my marriage certificate was very careful, like caring for something very fragile gently.

It was the first time for me to eat with Jacky. Although the man in front of me was my husband in terms of law, I was still not familiar with him. I had been watching him secretly.

He would peel shrimps for Lucas carefully. His slender fingers were so smart that after a few turns, he finished the work. Then he made them into small pieces and slowly fed them

of this quietly. Jacky was luxuriously dressed, wearing a top brand. His sculpted facial features were nearly perfect. When he smiled at Lucas, he exposed his white and neat teeth. At that time, the coldness on his face

face very much. Unfortunately, he rarely

and then we went back. Lucas was tired after that, and he fell asleep

after getting home. Then, I saw him swimming. His strong body rolled back and forth in the water. When he saw that I was on the balcony, he stopped

downstairs. Every time I approached him, I felt uneasy. But

pool, took a bath towel around him, and lay down on the next chair. Then the servant brought the wine.

light-yellow liquid was poured into the glass, it quickly volatilized to give off strong alcohol taste. This

to sit down and toasted, "Let’s celebrate

When he raised his glass, he didn't face me, but looked upstairs. But I obviously went downstairs, and I was beside

a moment. But I still raised my

but made me feel it’s nice taste. The wine was spicy all the way to my stomach, making me kind of painful

drink alcohol. Because in those helpless and depressed

sure that he didn't want to drink with me for the glass of wine just now. He wanted to drink with someone in his heart. I

drinking quickly with my head upward,

little." I answered softly.

didn’t speak any more and reached out to

him pour

I picked up the bottle and poured the wine into the delicate glass. He looked at me quietly, thoughtfully, and then suddenly murmured, "You can drink?"

his eyes gradually became estranged.

or if he was sad because the person who had raised his first