Chapter 741 Go to the Hotel

Mrs. Annabelle?

Hearing this name, Marvin’s handsome eyelids moved slightly. When he was very young, he had seen a portrait of Annabelle in his father’s study.

His mother, Lily, and Annabelle, looked very similar, but at that time, he could see the difference between the two people at a glance.

Back then, he was shocked. He raised his small hand and wanted to caress the face of the person in the painting.

He didn’t know what was wrong with him. It was as if there was a force calling out to him, and he wanted to get closer to the person in the painting.

But before his little hand could touch it, the study door was pushed open and his father appeared.

He still remembered his father’s frosty expression. His father had ordered him with a deep voice, “Get out! Remember, you can’t touch the person in this painting!”

At that time, his aunt had just returned. He stood outside and listened to his aunt and his father arguing in the study.

Hence, Marvin knew from a very young age that his father had only loved one woman in his life, and that woman’s name was Annabelle.

Because he was the son of his mother, his mother could not spoil him, and his father did not also like him, and he did not even have the qualifications to touch the painting of Annabelle.

His mother often told him that he was also a descendants of the Augustine family, but why did he have nothing?

In fact, it wasn’t that he didn’t have anything, but that he didn’t want anything. He had longed for his fatherly love since he was a child.

had been healing himself over the

was much luckier, because Elvis met Olive, Olive reached out and gave him redemption

regrets. Maybe one day he would marry a wife, have children, become a husband, and

the past four years. In the underground medical research base, he constantly thought about

her was the best thing

kindness she gave him made him feel that the world was actually treating him

told him that she looked forward to

so there’s no need to meet her.” Marvin

Elvis hugged Olive who had escaped

breath gushed onto her delicate skin, making it itchy. Olive smiled and said, “Mr.

Go to the

“Calculate carefully. Where have you been spending your time recently?

turned her head and her bright eyes fell on his handsome facial features. “Mr. Augustine, isn’t

his eyebrows

not.” Olive tumed around and was about

shoulders and pushed her against

lot of food to give you tonight. This should be

understood what he meant. “Mr. Augustine, have

didn’t utter another word, as he lowered his head

on the street, but in the early hours of the

him away, but his muscles

curled her fingers and wanted to retract her little hand, but

and called her in a hoa

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