Chapter 92 Not qualified to walk through the front door
Otherwise, you will have long nights and many dreams, and you don’t know what will happen tomorrow.
She didn't want to risk losing him.
Arthur's heart trembled slightly. When the woman in his arms lowered her head, her face had a faint pink color, and her long eyelashes dangled from time to time. It was really just like in his dream.
That shy woman gave him an indescribable feeling of warmth and swelling in his heart, as if the entire dark world was flooded with colorful colors, which made him particularly satisfied.
"Okay." He hugged the woman in his arms tightly and placed his head on top of hers. His half-squinted green eyes held a different kind of warmth and tenderness.
She is willing to give herself to him, can he refuse? This is the woman he loves, the woman he has dreamed about for several months, and he knows that the woman who is more important than his life will also be him
future wife.
Yi Ruo's lips raised slightly, but no one saw it. Her eyes flashed slightly, and she was no longer the innocent person that others saw. There was calculation and madness in it, but there was no simplicity.
And she was looking forward to the coming of night.
This time, she won the bet.
At this time, the sky in England is very blue, the kind of blue without any flaws, and at the end of the sky, there is some delicate tranquility, and a warm coolness permeates the entire British winter.
Under a big tree, Wang Xiaolan looked coldly at the woman who was vomiting from time to time. Her face was as pale as snow, and she seemed to be about to faint in the next second.
"What a useless woman," she curled her lips, with a hint of mockery in her indifference. It's really annoying to have a woman who can spit out half her life just by taking a plane.
She turned around, stroking her burgundy curly hair. I don’t know how many British men caught the eye. Now she is no less impressive than some celebrities. Of course, compared to the half-dead woman behind her, I don’t know.
How much more beautiful.
Xiang Qinglan could only look at her apologetically, and then stood up holding on to the tree. She put her hand on her lower abdomen, and her face was distressed. She was not feeling sorry for herself, but for the person who had to bear it with her.
Too many suffering children.
Baby, be strong. She gently stroked her belly. After all, she is a pregnant woman. It is really too uncomfortable for her to fly. Her health is not good to begin with. This plane can almost be
It's going to cost her half her life.
She wiped the dirt from her mouth and vomited too much. Her stomach was a little hungry.
Baby, I'm sorry, mommy made you hungry again.
She is an irresponsible mother who has allowed this baby to suffer with her.
She put her hand on her forehead, her face was extremely pale. She walked up to Wang Xiaolan and bowed to her with great effort, saying she was sorry and thank you.
Wang Xiaolan snorted and swept her belly. It's a miracle that your child can survive. She said sarcastically. A child of more than six months old has such a small belly, which shows how small this child can be.
And he is still alive now. I don’t know if it’s because he is Arthur’s child and his life is extremely strong.
Whenever she thought of this, she was really jealous. Not to mention the child, that man had never touched her, not even a finger, so in the end, she had nothing. She even had to go back to being a maid.
If she was going to hell, she had to drag them with her, especially this woman, the woman he truly loved.
This woman had his child, but as for her, her man, identity, and dignity were all gone, all taken away by that man.
It was all caused by that woman. However, the culprit was the woman in front of him.
She is her substitute.
This is the real culprit that brought her to this stage.
She is a woman, so she deserves to be vomited to death.
Putting away the vicious smile on her face, she walked in front, while Xiang Qinglan followed her with her belly covered all the time. She lowered her head and looked at the protruding belly, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart.
sorrow and grief.
The baby is very strong. Even though so many things happened to her and she developed severe malnutrition, the baby still clings to her tightly and is extremely well-behaved now.
She felt a slight fetal movement with her fingers. She touched it carefully and gently, and then she felt nothing anymore.
Baby, be good, you will be able to see your father soon.
Wang Xiaolan seemed to be doing it on purpose, walking very fast on three-inch high heels, without any sympathy for the pregnant woman behind her, or even the pregnant woman who had just vomited and almost died.
Xiang Qinglan kept following her, his pace going from slow to fast, and her face was extremely pale and transparent.
Only her hands were still carefully protecting something. Such care, in fact, was all she had. She had nothing but an unborn baby, and this was her life.
She stood in front of the medieval castle that Wang Xiaolan mentioned. It was a pure Gothic-style building, with a manor that could not be seen at a glance, and two rows of people standing at the door. It was such a surprising place.
She raised her head and saw that the door was tightly closed. The big black iron door had steel bars as thick as her arm. There were not many patterns and decorations on it. It was unusually cold and hard, just like the feeling given to people by the owner here, inside and outside.
, two worlds, and this door shuts them out, which is a distance that they can no longer walk in.
Is this the place where Qing lives? It's very big, very ostentatious, and very arrogant. Her home is simply incomparable. The dilapidated house she lives in is no longer even liveable, so now she has no home.
And Qing's home is just like this. This kind of home is really two different worlds from hers.
"What are you still doing standing here? Do you think your status allows you to enter through the front door?" Wang Xiaolan sneered, and the mocking in her eyes became stronger. However, with such a woman beside her, seeing her in pain, looking at
When she feels uncomfortable, she feels happy and balanced.
She has walked through this door before, but she is no longer qualified. Of course, this woman is not qualified either. The only one who is qualified now is Yi Ruo, who has the identity of this woman.
Therefore, they can only look at the main entrance here, but they have no right to see or enter.
We are just servants, so we can only go through the back door.
Wang Xiaolan turned around, walked to the right, and bit Qinglan's lips gently. The pale white lips seemed to have no color anymore.
Glancing at the door that closed the two worlds again, she turned around and followed Wang Xiaolan. It was clear that it was clear there, and it was her clear one, but she could only watch from here, from a distance.