The Unexpected Marriage

With a cup of sago soup in her hand, she half crouched in front of her and said, "Mom, don't get angry with Darren. He has so many things every day that he needs to deal with. It's inevitable that he is in a bad mood."

She thought that her youngest son was more considerate. He was like her. She touched Nick's head and said, "It's so lucky that I have you to keep me company, your brother... How many days does he come home in a year? What did we do to him? Why did he dislike us so much? "

"Mom, it's all my fault. Darren might be mad at me. When that woman left, he suspected that I did something behind him. That's why he has been hating me all the time."

He looked like a well behaved teenager who had been scolded. Anyone who saw him would feel sorry for him.

"It's not your fault. We did this for his own good, and this time, we can't let that unknown woman enter my door even a half step!"

The maid pushed the door open and brought the fruits that were prepared by her. They were all Nick's favorites. He had been served in the house for many years, and had been able to live a comfortable life. Of course, he would be more lazy and unwilling to make money to support himself.

Besides, Anna had always been tolerant to her son. If he made a mistake, she would forgive him. After all, there were only two people in this family that he feared most. One was his grandfather and the other was his elder brother.

He was angry and afraid.

Their chess game lasted till midnight. Every time he played chess with his grandfather, he learned a lot from his lecture. Taking a general idea of the chess board to the mall, they were both very cruel.

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