Chapter 210
Bride of Mr.Billion
15.46 Youâve really become much calmer.â Klein gave me a thumbs-up. âItâs because the environment here is good, and your grandmother is also a very good person. Itâs easy to calm people down,â I said with a smile.
âHowever, I still want to describe to you the tragic state of Emma.â Klein laid back in his rocking chair, continuing Afterwards, Klein began to describe everything to me. âEmma spent a great deal of effort in order to hook up with William. Naturally, she couldnât just let it go. Thatâs why she chased after William every two days.
She used all sorts of tricks, such as crying, kneeling on the ground, hanging herself, cutting her wrist, and so on, causing William to be in such great pain!â
âI do believe that.â I nodded. People like Emma could do all these things.
It was said that Connie had used Ryan before. Otherwise, her mother would not be her match.
âLater, William really couldnât take it anymore. He had no choice but to go to America for refuge. Emma couldnât find William, so she went to find Williamâs mother. Williamâs mother was a powerful person. After a few rounds, Emma didnât dare to go to Williamâs motherâs place again. Didnât this mean that things were over?â Klein spread out his hands.
Hearing that, I covered my mouth and laughed. Then I said, âAh, William canât stay in America forever, can he?â
âI imagine that things will gradually be forgotten by othersâ¦â Klein said.
This night, Klein didnât go back. He stayed here.
It was another room.
There were several rooms in Ms. Leinaâs house.
The arrival of Klein had made the little courtyard even more lively. Tonight, Klein had prepared a barbecue. Grandma was very happy. She had eaten quite a bit, and so had 1. Everyone was very happy Autumn gradually passed, and winter came. Time flew. Christmas was coming.
I couldnât help missing my home as I looked at the decorations of my home.
Mom also called me several times, urging me to go home. I lowered my head and looked at my belly. I couldnât go back at all. I was full of guilt for my mother, so I could only keep making up lies and said I was a manager. I had to stay for work. I was in a state of self-blame and guilt. Suddenly, the door to the courtyard opened, and Klein walked in, carrying something in his hands. He was still very happy, and the smile on his face was as bright as sunshine. If it werenât for Klein, my current life would have been terrible. I could still quietly wait for the baby to give birth here. I handed the items which Klein had brought over to Bert, then walked out of the door. I frowned, not knowing what he was going to do.