Love Is Fair by Kerri

Chapter 370

Chapter 370 They Are of the Same Kind

When Wade saw Hailey's angry eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

Jalen nudged him, took a step forward, and said with a smile, "Hailey, don't be angry. We don't mean to impose moral coercion on you. I just hope you can think about Owen's will.’

I won't go back.” Hailey remained expressionless when she said, We have divorced, so I don't have the right. Lily, see off the guests!"

Not wanting to say one more word, she stepped upstairs.

Wade and Jalen felt frustrated. They had failed to achieve their goal but had offended Hailey, so their face turned sullen.

Benson wrinkled up his nose in dissatisfaction and said, "Uncle Wade, your words were too harsh. No wonder Hailey got angry. We are asking her for help, but your attitude is too bad. Aren't you asking for a snub?"

Wade was speechless.

"Benson is right. Dad, Hailey does not owe us anything. Owen left so many things to her in his will, but she has never asked for them. It is you that felt anxious and afraid she will take them away."

Bob also defended Hailey and accused his father, saying, 'After you begged her to accept them, she refused. It is embarrassing."

Wade could not believe they were blaming him together.

Shut up! Do you think we're feeling happy now?" Jalen rolled his eyes at them. Hailey had lost much weight and looked tired, so he felt uncomfortable. She was only in her twenties, so he wondered whether they were pushing her too hard. He then said, "Let's go back first."

Wade frowned, Why? They haven't agreed yet!"

Jalen said, "Even if we beg them here for another three days, they will not agree. Let's go back and try to figure out a way out.”

Then, the four men left in disappointment.

bottle of red wine out of the wine cabinet, poured

knock on the door, she walked over, opened the door, and

pipe in his mouth, and the smell of tobacco sobered her up a lot. He was smoking, while she was drinking. Obviously, they were both in a bad

you," Jason said, took the

poured half a glass for him. Seeing him about to drain the glass in one gulp, she hurriedly stopped him, saying, "Grandpa, my red wine is not as strong as your whisky, but it will give you a hard kick later.

know." Jason

opened it, and appreciated the vivid city scene on it, saying,

caressed the specially made paper carefully, her

another sip of the red wine and said, "Can you imagine this painting was drawn made by

Hailey abruptly raised her head, widened her

painter's skills were immature although it was a good painting. She had guessed the painter was young but had not expected him or her to be only ten

asking, "Did

time. He hesitated at first and then refused to tell me. He did not tell me the truth until I threatened him that I will

was drawn many years ago. The painter was ten years old back then, so he or she must have

He drew this painting more than ten years ago. He started it at ten and finished it when he was fifteen. It took him five years to draw

taken the man five years. No wonder it had

his name? Where is he now? Is

was not a glamorous profession, and most people could not understand them. So, the practitioners usually lived in seclusion

eager to know who had completed such a legendary painting at

eyes with a regretful

He had passed away?

She felt a nerve thumping in her head as if intending to rush out. And it made

painting again, the people in it who were

smiled at her and said gently,

"Hailey, are you surprised?’

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