My Love, Enlighten me

Chapter 412 He had feelings for you.

Kenny Clarke squinted his eyes slightly. A faint smile appeared in his eyes, "You don't understand the literal meaning?"

Gloria Taylor was particularly disgusted with the feeling that everything was under his control.

She raised her chin slightly. The softness in her tone had long since disappeared.

She fixedly looked at Kenny Clarke. Her tone of voice was slightly cold, "What do you mean that I’m not allowed to talk with other men?"

"For example, James Moore." Kenny Clarke's speech slowed down a bit, but it sounded more dangerous.

Gloria Taylor was so angry that she even laughed back. She took a deep breath, and said, "What about Su Mian? What about Su Mian?"

"So you admit it?"

"Admit what?"

"James Moore."

They fought back with words. But finally, it was still about James Moore again.

"Kenny Clarke, now, apart from that we are Tina Clarke's parents, there is no legally recognized relationship between us." Gloria Taylor tried to talk to Kenny Clarke, "Now I live with you. There are some things that you don't need to say, but I understand naturally, but you..."

Kenny Clarke obviously didn't have the mind to listen to what she said any more. He interrupted her directly, "Okay."

"Can you let me finish talking?" Gloria Taylor struggled a little irritably. Then she found that she broke free easily.

She looked up at Kenny Clarke in surprise.

Kenny Clarke put his hands in the pockets of his pants, leaned loosely on the edge of the desk, and said faintly, "I only listen to useful words, which also saves each other's time."

Gloria Taylor asked back, "Your time is precious, but mine isn’t precious, is it?"

"If you think your time is precious, you should go back to sleep now." Kenny Clarke looked at her. His indifferent expression seemed a bit innocent.

It really didn't make sense at all.

But Gloria Taylor couldn't find any words to refute.

coffee she had just put on the desk. She glanced at Kenny Clarke, stretched out her hand to carry the cup of coffee,

to add milk and sugar, so her throat was so bitter.

pressed her lips to endure the bitter taste, put the empty coffee cup on the desk with a "Bang" sound, and then she looked provocatively at

gloomy expression, Kenny Clarke watched her walk out before

the handle

Was she angry just

revenge was really too light. He didn't feel be

returned to the

door, let out a long sigh of relief, and went to

that Tina Clarke was still asleep, Gloria Taylor got up and went

and touched the corners of her lips where there seemed to be

figure out what Kenny Clarke was thinking about

look was annoying enough.

of the bathroom but she did not lie

She sent a WeChat message to Edith Hall, "Are you sure Kenny Clarke and I really loved each

happened to be playing with the phone, so she quickly replied to

Taylor seemed to have finally found a vent, then she began to complain to Edith Hall, "But I think he is so disgusting now. He

text so many words. She replied, "For example."

men until he recovered his memory. Do I look like such a restless woman? I can understand his starting point, but does

feel that you are hurt my feelings. I know you

Taylor, "..."

has feelings for you, but he hasn't fully recovered his memory... It's a bit complicated. It's just like an animal instinct that he will first swear an oath to his own things and territory sovereignty……"

Edith Hall finished speaking and asked her,

has feelings for me, shouldn't he be gentler?"

expression." Edith Hall asked Gloria Taylor patiently, "Then

fell silent.

few seconds, she sent "Good night" to Edith Hall.

Hall quickly replied to her, "You haven't answered my question

only said, "I'm asleep."

the phone

of the quilt for Tina Clarke, but she herself couldn't sleep with her eyes open.

she have feelings for Kenny

were related to memory.

Clarke got along together days and nights. It was impossible that she had no

would be a

this kind of throbbing was illusory

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