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Lauraine sniffed and said,
“No, I ran out on my own. She asked me to work as a volunteer in the Good House abroad. Those people look at me every day and are watching me when I come out. I can’t stand it anymore. Mom, where are you now? Come and pick me up.
Quincey’s face changed and she glanced at Edmund next to her.
Edmund agreed and nodded.
Quincey breathed a sigh of relief. “Okay, send me the location.”
After all, it was Andrea. She couldn’t stand by and watch her being displaced.
Anthony was so fascinated by Genevieve that he forgot his surname. He would regret it sooner or later for her to deal with Samantha and his mother!
Quincey now lives with Edmund in her Emerald Villa.
The villa was worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and the environment and facilities were the best. She felt very comfortable living there.
There were so many rooms, and there was no shortage of Lauraine.
On the way.
Quincey pressed her lips and said,
Lauraine has a good personality. Unlike Anthony, she will accept and like you.
Edmund smiled and coaxed her.
I like all your children, and I will love them as if they were my own.
When you left me when I was young, I had half my life left. I didn’t do anything and felt that it was boring to live, so I didn’t even have a decent job.
If I had known that I would meet you again, I should have earned more money so as to give you and your children a better
life.
“Sweetheart, do you think I can’t afford to support you?”
Speaking of the past, so much bitterness and sadness come up together.
After pursuing the false feelings of drunkenness and luxury, now I think of the innocence and beauty of my first love.
She always remembered when he whistled to stop her and asked her to be his girlfriend…
She sighed in her heart that she would never forget those sweet and sour loves for so many years.
She felt guilty because she disliked him for being a softie just now.
She held his hand and said,
“Money doesn’t matter. What matters is that we are together all the time. I don’t want money, but love!”
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then said in embarrassment:
and wants to live with us so that she can take care of us. Don’t you feel dissatisfied with the
slightly and
Mrs. Lawrence be
belly. Anyway, it’s not good for you to find a nanny. Why don’t you just give
looked at him gratefully and said, “Thank you so much, Mrs. Lawrence,
time for you to change your
and
Thank you, mother–in–law!”
at her with emotion and said,
love
love you
that they were about to kiss again,
behind him rolled down the window and
green for several seconds. Are you blind? Are you color–blind and
when you are in heat on the main road?”
made
hand and
will always protect
on the accelerator and ran
up at a snack bar
in this snack at all, but
she snuck out and
money for air tickets, there were only
a meal of Epean food.
crying in the restaurant. The bowl of noodles was almost full, but she
handsome with a cigarette in his mouth.
the table and said with
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did you eat
to talk to him, and continued
owner snorted
Where are you from? Where is your family? “Let me see
pale and she immediately
call the police!”
police, Anthony will know
send
glanced at her and emphasized.
ID card!”
paused and took out her
my ID card, and I haven’t got
glanced at Lauraine and said, “Lauraine,”
people suddenly
Lauraine…
“Mom…”
over happily
was weak and sickly since childhood. Although she wasn’t raised by
on the shoulder.
are you back? You can be free no matter how bad
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