Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

Chapter 565 The Birth of the Baby

The man curled his lips in self-mockery. “If I can’t find her in one day, I’ll do it in two days. If I can’t, I’ll look for her for the rest of my life.”

Hearing this, Matt was a little angry. “You want to look for Evelyn for the rest of your life and then fantasize that she’s not dead. You’ll definitely find her. How long are you going to lie to yourself? If Evelyn was still alive, she would have appeared in front of you long ago!”

After hearing this, Matt thought that he would have some reaction, some anger or sadness, but the man just raised his hand and pinched his temple, covering half of his face with his palm. He leaned against the sofa in frustration and pain and took a deep breath, his voice was full of powerlessness and pale. “Let me look for it. When I face reality, I will not be far from death.”

Matt was stunned by these words. He stared at the man on the sofa. At this moment, he couldn’t say anything. There seemed to be a lump of cotton stuck in his throat, which made him blush.

At this moment, Matt saw the man’s determination. To him, accepting Evelyn’s death was another kind of death.

four o’clock in the afternoon in Lownon, Eoland, it was drizzling.

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room in

in a well-tailored suit. His hair was neatly combed above his head, and there was a pair of gold-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his nose. His facial features

on his body. It was very clear, and even if she got close, it would not be

she knew that he was definitely not an ordinary person. She immediately replied respectfully, “There’s no accident with the cesarean section for the time being. Everything went smoothly.”

Bert breathed a sigh of relief. He had been making a deal worth hundreds of millions of dollars, but when he heard the news from the hospital, he immediately stopped the meeting and rushed

and hard face. The man turned around and sat on a bench in the corridor. His hands were on his thighs, and his slender index fingers were on both sides of his high nose bridge. From time

had done alone in his early years

could still sit still, but after a while, he got

of the operating room finally opened, and a doctor in a sterile suit came out with a fleshy crumpled little thing. Bert immediately stepped forward, and the doctor smiled at the crying baby and said, “It’s a boy, seven and a half pounds. The little guy is very stubborn and cries very