Chapter 783 Are you making up with me?

"Here you are. Mom asked me to bring it to you." While saying this, Timothy put the milk on the table.

August’s face was gloomy and didn't show any drunkenness. He gave a low "OK" as a response after his eyes glanced at the milk on the table.

Seeing this, Timothy deliberately sighed with mock melancholy, sat on the sofa beside August, and murmured, "Dad, do you think mom attracts people's affection easily."

August’s eyes slowly landed on this little one. It seemed that he didn't want to talk to Timothy, but was somewhat curious about what Timothy would say next.

"If I had such a wife, I would be very uneasy, too.” He held his chin in his hands, and his face was full of childish innocence.

August spoke in a cold voice, "Let's talk straight, there’s no need to beat around the bush."

Timothy knew well that he was not a match for his shrew father. But it was necessary to do the right thing. It would be unconvincing to go straight to the point without foreshadowing.

At the thought of this, Timothy’s face raised an innocent and pure smile, which looked very cute.

"Mom is in a persistent and independent personality. No matter what difficulties she gets into, she wants to solve them herself. She doesn't want to bother you at all. Maybe you would constantly feel frustrated because you have no room to play your talents." Timothy appeared serious and muttered in a low voice.

His voice was neither too loud nor too low as if it were meant for August.

As it was presupposed, as Timothy’s immature voice slowly sounded, August’s face became more and more gloomy.

Though August didn't get the feeling of frustration, Lucia’s stubborn character was true. She never caused any trouble to others. No matter what happened, she would grit her teeth and carry everything on her own.

has had a hard time going to the party today, and Janet was pestering her

light flashed in August's eyes, "You know about her

asked, "It’s not to do

carry out your duty of caring

had something in his words,

"I heard that my mother went there specially for the customs documents. She attached great importance to this

was devoid of emotions. Timothy stopped

empty room. The smoke curled up along his knotted fingers and

August's mind, making his heart become trapped and his mood

he put out the half-burned cigarette, walked out of the study with a heavy step, and then gently pushed open the door

echoed in the quiet room, and the woman on the bed curled up into a small

of the quilt, and lay beside her. His action was very light for fear

there was no other movement of the other one she slowly

next second, a big cold hand slowly encircled her

up in her heart and tears were about to stream from her face as her nose twitched. She held back the impulse to cry, turned around, and buried her head in August’s strong

been settled smoothly,

heard this

for not understanding you." August's low and magnetic voice slowly sounded in her ear,

It was the first time she heard him say such

with her head and asked

head leaning against his chest

eyes again. She slept soundly and didn't wake up until her cell phone rang at

and got through it. When she heard

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