Goodbye You Never Loved Me novel (Martha and Stefan) novel Chapter 341

Chapter 341 How good it would be to see you again

In the hotel.

Louis returned to his room and sat on the sofa with his eyes downcast and a heavy sadness in his eyes.

His slender fingers were holding a cigar, and a low pressure lingered around him.

The conversation he just had in the car kept coming back to his mind, leaving him with a stony expression.

He didn't think Martha's wish was to be with her family, but his family also needed her.

Maxwell and Bianca were her family, Jimmy was her family, and so was he.

It was just that if he told Martha about his relationship with her now and then took her away, he was afraid she wouldn't agree.

After Louis finished the cigar in his hand, he finally made up his mind to take out his cell phone and pressed a series of numbers printed in his mind.

Soon, the phone was answered, and his eyes were downcast, and his dark voice rang out in the room.

"Mother."

No sooner had his words came out of his mouth than a gentle voice came over the phone.

"How are things going?"

When he heard this, his eyes became even darker, and his voice again took on a bit of helplessness.

"I saw Martha, but now I have no way to take her back. I'm afraid there are some things that will need to be resolved by your personal visit, Mother."

"Okay, I'll go there myself."

Louis suddenly sighed with relief after hearing this answer.

If his mother came, Martha might just choose to leave here with them and go back to their family.

His mother had obviously thought of this as well, and a light smile curled the corners of her mouth.

"As soon as she sees me, she'll definitely come with me."

"I hope so."

Louis responded in a deep voice and hung up the phone in his hand.

He lowered his eyes, his narrow eyes filled with an obscure look.

Hopefully, when her mother came, Martha would believe them and would return to the family that needed her.

The man let out a deep sigh and reached for another cigar when a pleasant doorbell suddenly rang in the room.

He put down the cigar box in his hand, got up and went to the door of the room and opened it.

The person who came was Jane, and she followed Louis into the room.

As soon as she closed the room door, she couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Sir, how is the injury on your arm?"

"No biggie, it has been disinfected."

Louis sat back on the sofa and looked at Jane standing not far away with dark eyes.

Jane heard these words, the stone on her heart fell down.

Louis reached out and took the cigar that was placed on the coffee table and lit it.

"It's getting late, it's time for everything to end."

Jane smiled, and a glint of obvious helplessness flashed in her eyes.

She knew that Louis was telling her that he was ready to tell Miss Doyle the truth.

Yet she didn't think it a wise choice.

"Will she believe your words if you tell her the truth?"

"No, she won't."

His thin lips lightly parted and he faintly answered.

Jane looked at Louis uncomprehendingly, with obvious doubt in her eyes.

The next second, the man's indifferent voice rang out in the room, explaining her doubts.