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.

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 to

smiled at Lucas, he exposed

very much.

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

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

I felt uneasy. But at that time, I

around him, and lay down on the next chair. Then the servant brought

wine was foreign wine and the brand I don't know. When the light-yellow liquid was poured into the glass, it quickly volatilized to give off strong alcohol

He motioned me to sit down and toasted,

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

I still raised my

really strong. But 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

had a hard time should try to drink alcohol. Because in those helpless

sure that he didn't want to drink with me for the glass of

drinking quickly with my head upward, his eyes flashed, asking me: “Can you drink?"

little." I answered softly.

didn’t speak any more and

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

glass. He looked at me quietly, thoughtfully, and then suddenly

his eyes gradually became estranged.

the person who had raised his first wine to could not drink?