The Baby’s Mother Need Love

“The headline: The performance is fake but the feelings are real! Mike and Yura were in love with each other. They often showed their love during filming. “It’s a real-life idol show!”

Jessie walked out of the kitchen with the stewed black chicken soup. She heard this kind of entertainment news.

She stopped and suddenly looked up at the television in the living room.

On the screen, Mike was hugging a young and beautiful female star and kissing her passionately.

On the 60-inch big screen, a small mole on Mike’s earlobe was magnified very clearly.

It was him.

It was her husband, Mike, who had been married to her for seven years!

He was famous in the entertainment circle. It was him who forced her to sell her eggs in exchange for the high cost of entering the entertainment circle.

“That’s great! My son is really promising. This time, he finally found someone I’m satisfied with!” The half-paralyzed mother-in-law Linda’s face lit up with excitement on the sofa. She tilted her eyes and looked at Jessie who was standing stiffly at the kitchen door with disdain. She snorted coldly from her nose, “I finally don’t need to look at your unlucky face anymore! You saw it yourself, right? My son found someone more beautiful and famous than you. Tomorrow he will bring people back. Get ready to divorce!”

The insulation cloth on Jessie’s palm fell and she quickly used her hands to protect the pot that almost fell off.

The pot was very hot. Her ten fingers were scalded to the point that tears almost rolled down her face. She ran a few steps and quickly placed the casserole on the table.

She turned around and picked up the insulation cloth. She looked at Linda and forced a smile. “Mom, Mike is filming. They are all fake. Why are you taking it seriously?”

Splash.

A cup of hot water splashed over and splashed on Jessie’s face.

a child. It has been seven years. You’re not pregnant! If you weren’t shameless enough to seduce my son at such a young age, “Do you think trash like you can marry a big star like my son? Dream on!” Linda blushed and jumped up in front of the sofa to

head and felt bitter in

also wanted to give Mike a child. This way, perhaps

times. Moreover, every time he came back, he would only say

girl’s medicinal adjective and took the initiative to ask for sex, but she was

so how

her for seven years. But how could

the dining table to scoop up chicken soup. She brought it to Linda in front of the sofa,

Clang.

Do you have any brains? Mike can earn money. But that was also earned through hard work and sweat. Do you have the

whispered, “You said you wanted to drink chicken soup during dinner. I specially went to the supermarket to buy ingredients and stewed them for more than two

After stewing for two hours, you feel

I

you didn’t mean that, then what do you mean? Alright, since you’re going to get a divorce soon, then I’ll be

say anything else and quietly cleaned up the

Her phone rang.

was from her husband, her sad heart suddenly

impatient. “Come to Sea Hotel, Room 1807.

want your marriage certificates for?” In fact, she wanted to ask why he stayed in hotel instead of going home

her manager, she

you to bring the marriage certificates, so you

she could

help but recall the scene of