Relentless Pursuit After Divorce by The nightingale lives

Chapter 1303: 1303. Reflect on yourself well.

At this moment, of course, she didn’t realize that the Adam Jones before her eyes was not her father.

Even less did she know that to Adam, the legitimate eldest grandson of the Jones Family, she was merely a buy-one-get-one-free deal.

She had long grown accustomed to such servile thinking, so now, almost being smothered to death by Adam Jones, she not only didn’t complain about Adam, but even began pleading:

"Adam, I was wrong, I just... I just lost my memory, and I feel so insecure, haven’t you lost your memory before? That feeling of not remembering anything, of not daring to trust anyone, you must understand, right?"

She began to play the amnesia card, seeking to stir up a feeling of pity in Adam’s heart.

But Adam just looked at her coldly, unmoved.

She crawled on her knees to Adam’s feet, gently grasping the hem of his clothes and giving it two shakes, her eyes red, choking up:

"When William came to find me, he kept fussing and even lost his temper at me. I had just come back, I wasn’t feeling well and wanted to sleep, but he kept bothering me, and I just couldn’t control myself and..."

Adam listened with a cold ironic light in his eyes.

William was a sensible child, who wouldn’t cause trouble or throw tantrums at home. Most importantly, he was the best at protecting and caring for his mommy.

when she was unwell

own son to death,

for wanting

kicked her aside with one foot, "You better

found the perfect excuse to avoid staying in the same

"Adam... Adam..."

that Adam hadn’t suspected she was an imposter, or whether to feel sad about the lost opportunity to be close

all that

her teeth and

she had to leave a cursed child

at the other

the top of a hundred-meter-high building

spacious swimming pool, a butler stood by, holding

man with broad shoulders and a narrow waist emerged

passed over the towel from the poolside,

a bit, then took the milk from the butler and took

the situation