Pregnant After the Divorce

5 Mr. Pane's breakfast

Joyce Synn's face froze, her dark eyes darkened, and she looked back at Syliance Pane and whispered, "Syliance, last night I was too capricious and disturbed you and Leily, can you let her stay and eat breakfast with us? Consider it my apology, okay?"

I was trying so hard to restrain my anger. I wanted to lash out at her, this b***h that had stolen my family and my husband, but i couldn't.

It is true that some people really do not need to work very hard, they just need to be able to show weakness to get what others can not achieve.

Syliance Pane was originally indifferent to my appearance. Seeing Joyce Synn speak, he looked back at me and said, "Sit down and eat together!"

Cold with a commanding tone.

It hurt, but I was getting used to it.

Pulling a smile, I nodded, "Thanks!"

I could never say no to Syliance Pane.

"Leily, try Syliance's fried eggs, they smell good, he used to fry them for me when we were together." Joyce Synn said as she chucked an egg towards my bowl.

Then she sweetly gave Syliance Pane another one and said with a smile, "Syliance, you promised to accompany me to see the flowers today, you can't break your promise."

Syliance Pane was having his breakfast with grace and dignity. He had always said little, but to Joyce Synn, he seemed to answer all questions and requests. "Sure."

Bryan Colins seemed to be used to everything, watching us like an outsider.

I lowered my eyes, my eyebrows could not help but wrinkle up. Today is grandfather's funeral. If Sylliance Pane accompanied Joyce Synn, he would miss the funeral.

Seeing Syliance Pane finish eating and go upstairs to change clothes, I put down the dishes and followed up.

The bedroom.

Syliance Pane knew I was following him, and his voice was indifferent, "Something wrong?"

I turned my back on him out of instinct and said, "Today is grandpa's funeral!"

Behind me came the sound of fiddling and the sound of a belt zipper, followed by his warm reply, "You can go over there."

I wrinkled my eyebrows, "Syliance Pane, he is your grandfather."

"My assistant will be there." This, he said without emotion, as if he was explaining an insignificant matter in general.

Seeing him walking towards the study, I raised my voice and said with some difficulty, "Syliance Pane, is it true that for you, except Joyce Synn, everyone else is dispensable?"

He paused and looked back at me, his eyes narrowed slightly, his posture cold and chilling, "You are in no place to ask me this question."

Listening to the sound of a few steps away, I lost my smile.

Two years, I still can't warm up a cold stone.

"Originally I thought you were just shameless, but I didn't think you'd demean yourself to this degree." A sneer came from beside me.

I turned around and saw Joyce Synn leaning against the doorframe with her arms wrapped around her, the innocence and cuteness on her face long gone, leaving only the coldness behind.