At the end of the funeral, with the help of Jacob Shen, Heather took Fiona Miao to the temporary single apartment. In the moment of walking in, Fiona Miao's look changed. She angrily sat on the sofa and scolded Carey Sheng. If it wasn't for him, she would still live a life of luxury, live in a villa and drive a good car. How could she live in such a shabby house?
Heather Yin lowered her head and ignored the curses in her ears. He arranged everything here in silence. At this time, she just wanted to make herself busy, so busy that her brain could go empty, and she had no time to think about anything else.
Just at this time, the box she piled up with great effort suddenly fell down, and the contents fell to the ground. Looking at the dolls and cards scattered on the ground, she suddenly stood in the same place, and the things she didn't want to think about suddenly came into her mind.
Fiona Miao saw these things, was even more angry, angrily said: "your father was killed by him, you still keep his stuff for what?"
His… These were the gifts that Carey Sheng gave her. She cherished every one of them and kept them carefully. When she missed him, she would have a look at them. It seemed that she could still see him playing with her in the amusement arcade, grabbing dolls for her and buying things to make her happy. He would also write some cards on her birthday. These…
Heather Yin’s eyes were red, looking at Fiona Miao rudely put these things back, she suddenly got anxious, asked: "Mom, what are you doing?"
"What am I doing? Isn't that jerk doing enough damage to our family? I'm going to throw all these things! Whatever is related to that bastard is garbage! Don't stay here! Throw them all in the dustbin!”
Fiona Miao was so angry that she couldn't even bear to go to the elevator. She couldn't wait to throw this box of things from the balcony. Heather Yin could no longer help collapsing on the ground and crying.
"Oh, Ma. I'm sorry. It’s my fault. It's all because of me. You should throw me as well. I'm the culprit. I'm the one who made our family like this. Mom, I'm sorry. "
As Heather Yin cried, Fiona Miao 's eyes became red. Finally, she came forward and patted her on the back, sighing and saying, "Heather, we are the only ones left. Alright, we will be alright. Don't make your father worry. You were the one who he loved most when he was alive. "
"Oh, mom, it's all my fault. I… I miss Dad so much. Wuwu ~ "
Mother and daughter embraced each other, it seemed that in the middle of the night, only in this way could they get some warmth.
At the same time, in Sheng's study, Carey Sheng sat in silence. His face looked strangely painful under the reflection of the computer screen.
"Do you know… Do you know she's pregnant with your baby? "
At today's funeral, Jacob Shen's question echoed in his mind again and again.
Was Heather Yin really pregnant with his child?
At this time, the door of the study was opened, Zoe Fang graceful came in, wearing a silky lace nightgown, she was shaking two glasses of red wine in her hands.
"Carey..."
Carey Sheng raised his head and thought it was Heather who came back. He frowned and asked, "why do you wear Heather Yin's clothes?"