Mrs. Annabelle?

Hearing this name, Marvin’s handsome eyelids moved slightly. When he was very young, he had seen a portrait of Annabelle in his father’s study.

His mother, Lily, and Annabelle, looked very similar, but at that time, he could see the difference between the two people at a glance.

Back then, he was shocked. He raised his small hand and wanted to caress the face of the person in the painting.

He didn’t know what was wrong with him. It was as if there was a force calling out to him, and he wanted to get closer to the person in the painting.

But before his little hand could touch it, the study door was pushed open and his father appeared.

He still remembered his father’s frosty expression. His father had ordered him with a deep voice, “Get out! Remember, you can’t touch the person in this painting!”

At that time, his aunt had just returned. He stood outside and listened to his aunt and his father arguing in the study.

Hence, Marvin knew from a very young age that his father had only loved one woman in his life, and that woman’s name was Annabelle.

Because he was the son of his mother, his mother could not spoil him, and his father did not also like him, and he did not even have the qualifications to touch the painting of Annabelle.

His mother often told him that he was also a descendants of the Augustine family, but why did he have nothing?

In fact, it wasn’t that he didn’t have anything, but that he didn’t want anything. He had longed for his fatherly love since he was a child.

He was a doctor, but he had been healing himself over the years.

him, Elvis was much luckier, because Elvis met Olive, Olive reached out and gave him

heartbeats of his youth had become his deepest regrets. Maybe

the past four years. In

was the best

kindness she gave him made him feel that the world was actually treating him gently. He

looked forward to

with her, so there’s no need to meet

road, Elvis hugged Olive

Olive smiled and said, “Mr. Augustine, you are too old.

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carefully. Where have you been spending your time recently? If I

bright eyes fell on his handsome facial

raised his eyebrows and his mood

turned around and was

shoulders and pushed

to give you tonight. This should be a good proof

meant.

shameless. Elvis didn’t utter another word,

the morning, there was no one there. He trapped her in his arms

muscles were hot and hard, and his body temperature seemed to be burning. It was

curled her fingers and wanted to retract her little hand, but Elvis

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