1 After the message was sent, Vivienne Quinn looked at the message in the chat box that the message had failed to send, and that the two were not friends, and her eye circles instantly became moist.
In fact, she already knew that he deleted her from the friend list, otherwise, she would not have the courage to say those words.
She kept his WhatsApp without deleting it, and it was also for the little comfort in her heart.
It was as if, he was still by her side all the time, and she could talk to him.
The chat history is full of words that she failed to send. Whenever she misses him, she will send him a message.
Vivienne Quinn cried silently for a while, she didnât dare to cry out loud, didnât dare to wake Mona, and didnât dare to let Mrs. Quinn find out.
She is now the pillar of the family, and she cannot fail.
Vivienne Quinn quickly adjusted her emotions, lay down, and slept with her daughter in her arms. This was the happiest moment for her.
the next day.
Mrs. Quinn finished the breakfast, came in and took Mona to wash up and have breakfast, Vivienne Quinn lay on the bed and turned over, âMom, I want to sleep for a while.â
âYou go to sleep, Iâll just take Mona to school.â Mrs. Quinn wished that Vivienne Quinn would sleep more, sleep is good for the body, and you should rest before doing anything.
Mona walked to Vivienne Quinn, lay on the bed, and kissed Vivienne Quinn âs cheek,âMom, go to sleep, Iâm going to school, donât work too hard.â
âItâs really momâs little padded jacket.â Vivienne Quinn felt so heartwarming.
Dividing into pages now 1 Mrs. Quinn took Mona to dinner, and before leaving the house, Mrs. Quinn remembered something and reminded,â Vivienne, today is your auntâs birthday, your aunt called and said that we have dinner together tonight, so you donât have to Itâs out.â
Vivienne Quinn raised her voice and responded, âOkay, I got it.â
âYou rest and go buy a gift for your aunt. I gave Mona and went straight to work.â
âOkay.â Vivienne Quinn didnât feel sleepy at all either.
Mrs. Quinn sent Mona out, Vivienne Quinn also got up, washed and ate, began to draw design drawings, and began to make jewelry. She didnât go out of the stall today, but also made some finished products, and went to the street stall tomorrow.
Vivienne Quinn was busy until noon, and after lunch, she went out to buy a birthday present for Stella Maya.
I didnât read the almanac when I went out today. When Vivienne Quinn. went to the cake shop to order a cake, she happened to meet Jessie.
Jessieâs stomach is already big, she was greedy and wanted to eat sweets, so she came in to buy desserts, and happened to bump into Vivienne Quinn.
Vivienne Quinn looked at Jessie âs stomach, recalling sad events, and felt a pain in her heart when she thought of her aborted child.
Jessie deliberately walked over with her stomach straight,âWhat a coincidence, I met you here, and you are recovering really well. There is no trace of fat on this belly, it is very flat, you canât see it at all, it is pregnant Itâs really enviable to have children.â
Isnât that intentionally hurting your heart?
This is where Jessie pokes Vivienne Quinn on purpose.
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Vivienne Quinn retorted. âI admire you too. You are so open-minded while pregnant with a rapistâs child.
This kind of heart is not something ordinary people can do. I often see your fiancé staying in a hotel overnight in the news, holding this Young model, that female celebrity, I envy you too, you donât need to serve your fiance, some women will serve you for you, so you donât have to worry about it.â
At the beginning, Jessie wanted to plot against Damien Smyth, and had sex with Rock Will by accident.
If this was really pursued, wouldnât it be a rapist?
Vivienne Quinnâs words stimulated Jessieâs anger to surge,â Vivienne Quinn, you murderer, what are you crazy about? I said at the beginning that you donât have the good fortune to be the hostess of the Smyth Family. Everything has come true, no What belongs to you, even if you get it, you will lose it.â
Vivienne Quinn sneered, âThatâs better than someone who didnât get it, at least, I got Damien Smyth âs person, who used to be Damien Smyth âs wife, unlike some people, who calculate and calculate, draw water from a bamboo basket Itâs all for naught, and you end up marrying an illegitimate child, pitiful and pathetic, oh, by the way, have you dreamed about Old Madam lately?â