"Of course he's Karen, who loves me."
She never questioned his love for her. is as small as his constant doting and care for her on weekdays, to the fact that he is willing to walk into the trap of her cloth in order to keep her from living in hatred.
If it weren't for deep love, what man in the world would do this for a woman "Karen I don't know how to prove to you that he loves me, because he has a part in what happened between us, I can't tell you about my experience with him without his consent, Karen do you understand but I'm sure he loves me, I'm pretty sure he loves me."
"Miss, don't say it."
"Karen" "Miss."
Cullen handed over the gauze hand to shake her hand on the table, the first time he had taken her hand so directly and so bravely.
Karen looked at her and said with tears in her eyes, "Miss, I believe in you. ” "I will bless your young lady."
"Karen" She was stunned, she thought Cullen was going to be angry that she was with their enemy.
I didn't expect Karen to bless them.
"Miss, as long as Miss likes it, then I like it too, and I will support this approach."
Her eyes turned red with emotion, and she reached over her other hand to take Karen's hand, "Karen thank you, you're so nice." ” There was no better person in the world than Karen to her.
Her father and he could not even want her life for her, but they always loved to control her, or they always distrusted her.
For example, her father forced her to break up with him for the sake of his hatred against her wishes, and for example, he always distrusted her many times.
Only Karen has always supported her, no matter how chilling decisions she makes, whether she is an angel or a devil, he loves her as always.
As long as she said she liked it, Karen would always hold her hand and say, "As long as Miss likes it, Miss does what she is happy about, then Karen will be happy." ” She lowered her eyes.
Karen left after a while, and he said he wanted to go back to his house and clean up.
She didn't stay, and walked in the direction of the villa by herself.
Little did she know it was the last time they saw each other.
Unbeknownst to him, Cullen stood in the rose bushes outside the iron gate on the way back, and took out a small square scarf from the pocket of his jacket.
He looked down at the words on the scarf, which she had written.
The first time he saw her, she was as beautiful and noble as an angel, kind and simple.
She gave him help, but he humbly did not dare to look at her more, and he always couldn't help but sneak a look at her.
She's beautiful.
He looked at her more than ten times before he mustered up the courage to take the square scarf she handed him, and then lowered his head to cover his dirty face and said timidly, "Thank you, thank you, young lady." ” "You're welcome."
She smiled gracefully at him, and walked back to the courtyard.
He didn't dare to look up at her back until she had walked far away, and he took a few steps forward.
He thought that if there were angels in the world, they would look like this.
He looked down at the scarf and began to cry.
He couldn't describe what kind of mood he was feeling right now, after learning that she already had a child and that she was about to get married.
Not jealousy, no.
His love for her was too pure and too humble.
Like an ugly little beast in hell with the purest love for angels, he likes to stay by this angel's side, watching her talk and laugh, as long as he is by her side, he feels that life is very beautiful, it is no longer a dark night. oshow7 t1706231537: