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.

carefully. His slender fingers were so smart that after a few turns, he

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 would all be hidden, which made him gentle and friendly.

his smile and warm face very

back. Lucas was tired after that,

and forth in the water. When he saw that I was on the balcony, he stopped and waved toward

Every time I approached him, I felt uneasy. But at that time,

towel around him, and lay down on the next chair.

poured into the glass, it quickly volatilized

down and

upstairs. But I obviously went downstairs, and I

a moment. But I still raised my glass and drank a

because it was good wine, it’s not the kind of violent spicy, but made me feel it’s nice taste. The wine was spicy all the way to my stomach, making me kind of painful but happy.

could drink alcohol. Every woman who had a hard time should try to drink alcohol. Because in those helpless and depressed

second glass of wine, he finally raised his glass toward me. This also let me make 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 didn't know who that person was.

he saw me drinking quickly with my head upward,

can drink a little." I answered

more and reached out

stood up and said let me help him pour the wine.

glass. He looked at me quietly,

Then his eyes gradually became estranged.

he was sad because the person who had raised his first wine