Lecy Sherry was so angry that she wanted to say something more.
But when she thought of Vicdor Blake's character, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and hold back her unwillingness.
Then she walked behind Vicdor Blake, reached out her hand and hugged him from behind. "Vicdor Blake, I'm not a greedy woman, but... On this matter, I think I'm a little greedy and it seems that I'm right. If it goes on like this, I really don't know how long I will hold on."
Her tears wetted Vicdor Blake's shirt.
At this moment, the displeasure in his heart had gradually spread.
He turned around and grabbed Lecy Sherry's arm.
"All right." He said in a low voice, and his eyes were as gentle as possible. "You just had a miscarriage. Don't be emotional. Go back and have a good rest. I'll take you out for relaxation in two days, okay?"
Seeing that he began to change the topic, Lecy Sherry felt a sense of crisis.
Does it mean that he really doesn't want that bitch to leave the Blake family?
