Stuck in you

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the chopsticks in his hand and patted on Mrs. Ji hand. "Why are you still sitting still there? Hurry up and bring the braised pork back to the kitchen, and then prepare something light-favored."

This time, Mrs. Ji didn't say anything. She nodded and did it immediately.

Seamus bit his lips and felt a little guilty, but it quickly disappeared.

That night, the two of them lay flat on the bed. Marcus put his hand gently on the belly of Celia and said in disbelief, "Celia, didn't you say that it's still early and you don't want to have a baby so soon?"

Celia curved her lip corners and said nothing.

Yes, that was exactly what she had thought before. She had thought that the two of them were still young and wanted to enjoy the two people's world for a few more years. But now, she had gradually figured out that unless she had given birth to a child for the Ji family, Marcus's mother would never open her heart and truly accept her.

She whispered in her heart, 'Baby, I'm sorry. I have to make use of you.'

Without waiting for her answer, Marcus continued, "Celia, you don't know how happy I am. I'm really envious to see Jack and Henry post their baby's photos in their wechat moments!"

"Then your dream is about to come true." Celia put her hand on the back of his and held it tightly. The two clasped their fingers.

She could feel that Marcus's hands were still trembling slightly.

She asked, "Do you want a boy or a girl?"

Marcus thought for a while and replied, "I prefer a girl. After my parents gave birth to me at that time, they wanted to have another girl, but unfortunately, the policy doesn't allow them to have one more child. As for people who have a political position, only one child is allowed."

"What if it's a boy? Don't you like it?"

"How could it be? Whether it's a boy or a girl, it's our treasure!" Marcus lowered his head and gently kissed Celia on the forehead. "Then we four people will cherish this child."

In the kitchen, Mrs. Ji stood in front of the table, stirring the bird's nest soup gently with a spoon in one hand, and humming a tune in her mouth.

She didn't hate Celia, but she still had a grudge against Marcus's disobedience before, and now she vented it on Celia.

However, she was satisfied with Celia's performance these days. Besides, Celia was pregnant now, so she was very happy.

forgiven. Next, she would think about how to replenish nutrition

cold, but in the

people coming and going on the street, only a

time, at the door of a bar, with the help of two people, Michael staggered out. He waved his hand at the bar and said, "Let us continue to drink tomorrow

people beside him, took out the car key in his pocket and spun two circles in the air. "Don't help me. I'm not drunk. I can go

lot. When he was about to open the door, he saw a woman sitting on the

could he drive out

squat down

to pat her face two more times and

Michael glared at her, rolled up his sleeves, grabbed the girl's arm with one hand and dragged her up from the ground. He planned to throw her on an open

suddenly opened her eyes, stunned

said, "I'm a bastard? Lady, do you know where you were

none of your business." Then the girl returned to her

her and squatted in front of

how he was. He was talkative when he didn't drink, and when he drank

face. He opened his eyes and saw a strange woman standing beside him, with her hands tightly protecting her chest. "Bastard, tell me, what did

out, "Miss, do

Why did you... " The girl's face turned red as she

and said angrily, "I'll call

No, she couldn't. If my father knew it,

a hurry, held her hand and stopped her, "No, how can I be responsible for you? Tell me, I will

"Unless let me give you

about to scold her, she had already run to the door of the parking lot, only a piece of paper on the ground dancing gently with the wind.

bent down and picked it up. When he saw the apology letter, he smiled and said, "No wonder you are

Michael who hadn't returned all night. He heavily

interested." Replied Michael expressionlessly.

me? Let me tell you, if you don't go, you won't

was equivalent to directly imprisoning Michael. How painful it was for him, he finally agreed

was about to finish his coffee, he didn't see the woman he would have a