Marriage With A Evil Heart

“Still not ashamed to argue in front of all these reporters?” I stopped Robert with a yell!Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

He stopped talking then, escorted me, got me to my car, and I gave Scarlette a wink, which she got in a second, waved Robert off to take care of me, got in her car and left.

It took a lot of effort for Robert to break through the thicket of reporters and go straight home.

In the car, I kept scratching my cell phone, deliberately playing it loud, and it was full of the situation I was in when I came out of the airport being mobbed, and the reporters aggressively pursuing me.

To be honest, I didn’t hear a word they were asking at the time.

Now that it’s quiet and I’m hearing the questions, it seems like everyone thinks I’m the suspect who kidnapped the kid, and being summoned back by the police now confirms it even more.

The video is also edited with footage of Amelia on her knees bawling for her baby. That tragic look is really the first tragedy on earth.

In the comments section, it was more of everything, most of them accusing me of looking soft and sickly, but actually being a woman with a bad heart, and they thought the child was innocent and shouldn’t be treated like that by a few years old. Telling me to hurry up and release the innocent child and go back to school and his mom.

I’m actually curious as to who this is that’s hiding Ryan.

And seeing the video, escorting me out of which stout men, appeared very planned, disappeared quickly, at a glance is to have trained, my heart is clear, it is Blake’s people.

But strangely enough, no one objected to the men, presumably assuming, as they did, that it was arranged by the police.

Robert reached over and jerked the phone out of my hand, reassuring me in a warm voice, “Stop reading this, don’t let it get you down, it will pass!”

I twisted my head to look at him for a long time before I asked him faintly, “Tell me the truth, is Ryan your child?”

Honestly, I really can’t read this guy anymore. The kid was kidnapped, what kind of mood is he in at this point?

Robert shook his head with a helpless face, and then he also became more and more grumpy, looking at me with scarlet eyes, “Honey… you believe me, I’m really burnt out right now! … Can you … you not push me like this?”

I pointed at the phone, “You’re the one that made the whole world push me! Now, the whole world is pushing me! Calling me a wife with a bad heart! You tell me, how can I trust you?”

“But it’s not my will either, I don’t know why this is happening, my whole focus is on Medikit Inc …”

“Don’t mention Medikit Inc to me, don’t talk to me about some crappy Medikit Inc again, I don’t care about any Medikit Inc!” my tone was arrogant, as if Medikit Inc had lost its value of existence in my eyes!

“I just want peace and quiet, Robert!”

I say this as a hint to Robert that I’ve come back to Southend with a greater sense of purpose this time. This sends a message that the Southend dynamic is real. So that he can accelerate the Medikit Inc decision, which is what I’m really trying to do.

The gate of the villa area, the same situation, squatting a large number of journalists, see our car coming, are not afraid of death of raw pounced over, like a zombie blockbuster.

It was hard to get home and I wanted some peace and quiet, but before I could sit down, Robert’s mom rushed in, followed by Robert’s dad, Daniel.