Esther was uncomfortable in the face of Amara's warning.
"Mom, what if you really can't make it at night, and I don't call my cousin to come?"
She can count on her adoptive mother's poor health before she can see her cousin ah.
"You child, I'm in good health, why are you cursing me?"
Amara said uncharacteristically.
Esther lowered her eyes slightly without saying anything, hiding the dark light under her eyes.
When she didn't say anything, Amara's tone intensified a few more times.
"Esther, do you hear me? Don't do anything stupid, or don't blame me for disowning you."
Disown her?
Sure enough an adopted daughter is an adopted daughter.
In fact, at heart, the adoptive mother simply did not treat herself as her own daughter, right?
If she was really her adoptive mother's real daughter, would she have turned a blind eye to her lifelong happiness and not planned for herself?
Esther looked indignant, but finally suppressed all her emotions.
"I know, I'll go out first then."
If her adoptive mother doesn't plan for herself, she will plan for herself!
In the car, Louis drove on and reached out to take Violet's hand in his.
Violet wrenched her hand away with an expressionless face.
With his hands empty, Louis gave her a look, "What's wrong? You're angry?"
Violet smiled coolly, "I wouldn't dare."
This tone, not angry is strange.
Louis alarmed, softened his voice, "wife, do not be angry, angry with the body I want to hurt. If you're really angry, you can hit me a couple of times to get rid of the anger, huh?"
The wife is the biggest in the world.
It's not clear why the wife is angry though.
But it's always right to admit your mistakes the first time.
Violet glanced at him, the man's brow was a little weary, a look is exhausted look.
But he didn't complain about anything, and he was ambivalent about himself.
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