He felt guilty in his eyes and touched her head with one hand. He softened his voice. "I'm just worried about you, Nicole. I don't want to talk about anything else."

"I can't stand your worry!"

Ye pushed his hand aside, opened the door, sat in, fastened her seat belt and started the car.

"Bang --"

Marquis sat up quickly from the other side, his face still not quite recovered, and glanced at her.

Ye Jiani didn't kick him down and started the car out of the parking lot.

As soon as she got out of the parking lot, the rain fell in front of her. Her heart seemed to have cut a hole. The wound was torn and the cold wind poured in. She was so cold that she was in pain.

At that moment, she almost blurted out the five words "let's finish.".

The visual line fell on the civilian suit she bought for him. It was wet with rain, so she couldn't open her mouth.

She understood that she was just abusing herself. When she couldn't feel the pain, could she let go easily? Is it easy to accept that Regis does not love her?

Or could she not love him as much as she did not love him?

She is not marquis. She is not a saint of love. She doesn't need to love someone so much

……

Regis sat in the co pilot's seat, his mouth full of blood, and his tongue was bitten by yejiani.

He thought that the two of them had agreed to live a life of mutual comfort.

It's also the least hurt way for the two of them who are frustrated in their relationship.

But just after seeing their embrace, he suddenly thought that ringer was not dead. If yejani could not let go of her obsession, she could turn back at any time

She can return to her emotional path anytime, anywhere.

Unlike him, he can't go back.

For the life he planned for himself and yejiani, yejiani can be divorced at any time.

In the anger of hating Ye Jiani's failure, there was a trace of panic that he could not say.

Maybe, he is afraid that he can't even catch a double or a shadow

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Compared with the cold war silence between Regis and yejiani, the hospital is a quiet noise.

Mr. Li's wife is in the production period today. I don't know who spread the news, so the staff of E.S headquarters and film studio rushed to the hospital one after another and were stopped at the door of the hospital.

They all stood outside the hospital building with gifts in their hands and umbrellas on one side, forming a unique landscape.

In the operating room of the hospital, doctors and nurses check the equipment over and over again, including a pile of blood bags, and discuss various measures to deal with accidents.

On the hospital's hand corridor, bodyguards were waiting on both sides in silence, and the maids were standing outside the ward with Tong Ma and whispering, "are you going to the operating room soon?"

"I hope everything goes well with my wife and I will have a daughter."

"Well, why am I a little nervous?"

"You are also influenced by Mr. Li?"

Some people said, so everyone began to laugh in a low voice. They knew what they were laughing at.

These days, my wife is good to eat and sleep. Occasionally, I watch TV and magazines and listen to their jokes.

But Mr. Li can't, although there is no special order, but under the influence of his strong, Li family inexplicably entered a state of first-class alert.