Yvonne went back home and tidied up her clothes. She took a deep breath and looked at the things in her hands. She believed that they wouldn't suspect her.
"I'm back." As soon as Yvonne entered the house, she put the things in her hands into the fridge and said to them with a smile, "there are so many people in the mall today. I've been waiting for a long time to pay the bill."
Emma and Jacob looked at her, trying to find something strange on Yvonne's face, but they all forgot that the only thing she had learned from that family was to endure. As long as she didn't want to, no one would know if she was wronged.
Yvonne put the things in her hands into the fridge and looked at the two constantly staring back and forth on her body. She couldn't help laughing, "what are you two doing? Do I become more beautiful today?" Then she touched her face narcissistically.
"Hmm..." Emma just gave her a fake smile.
Jacob was very polite to his mother, but he just rolled his eyes in his heart and fawned over to his mother. "Mommy is the most beautiful woman in the world, the most beautiful Mommy." Then he kissed his mother on the cheek.
Yvonne accepted his compliment joyfully. She held her son and kissed him on the cheek. "Good boy. Mommy has something to tell your godmother. You can play in the room by yourself first."
Then Jacob was put down by his mommy. He looked at his mommy and godmother and finally went back to his room.
"What's wrong? Why do you have to tell Jacob to leave?" Emma asked, crossing her arms. In her mind, Jacob was the adult in this house, and it was almost impossible to count on Yvonne to be the mature one.
Yvonne was also upset. When she met her sister today, she would definitely tell her father that she had come back. What if her father came to her?
"I'm afraid that she will tell my father when she comes back home, and then—" Yvonne was worried.
Emma stood up in silence. After thinking for a while, she replied, "I don't think so. Your father hasn't said he would look for you in the past few years." Seeing that Yvonne's face darkened, Emma held her hand and comforted her, "honey, don't think about that family. They don't care about you. Aren't you also living a good life without them?"
Yvonne let out a sigh. Of course she knew she also should think it this way. But after all, that man was her father. How could she not think about that? Moreover, when she was very young, her father was very good to her. But after her mother left, her father came back with stepsister and stepmother. From then on, her father didn't even look at her anymore.
However, Yvonne and Emma didn't notice that a little head that was secretly retracted from the room.
Jacob's eyes were full of resentment. 'Grandpa?' He had never heard his mommy mention these people, and today's bad woman. She was his mommy's sister. How could his mommy's sister be so annoying? He had made up his mind. He hated grandpa and their family. They didn't want their mommy, and he didn't want their so-called grandpa and aunt.
When Charles and Timothy were in the army, they had talked about the field training for a period of time. When they saw Noel drive in, no, it could be said that he raced in at a high speed.
Timothy looked back with a poker face. This car had a good price performance, and it didn't matter even if it was racing.
With a mischievous smile on his face, Charles leaned on Timothy's shoulder and asked, "boss, didn't you spend the night with a beauty? Why is the fire still burning?"
Noel cast a cold glance at him and went upstairs to look for the superior. "If you have so much time, just go to arrange this training. Don't let Charles and I clean up the mess for you in the end." Timothy had just studied abroad for less than a year, and he still had some bad habits. He needed to be tempered.
Looking at him, Charles asked, "Hey, is he in a rage?"
"Why do you care?" Timothy said indifferently, turned around and left.
"Come in." A man said after someone knocked on the door.
"Sir, I want to ask for leave." Noel went in and directly explained his purpose. He would never give up unless he won that woman back.
'What? Ask for leave?' His superior, Stanley, spat out the tea in his mouth. How could he ask for leave at this time?
"Say it again! What are you doing?" The look in Stanley's eyes showed that if you dared to say it, I would pour a glass of water on your face.
"I have to ask for leave after the training, until the military drill begins." He was clear about the priority. This training was made for the whole army, and he would never ask for leave at this period of time.
Stanley was finally relieved. "You brat, there's still a month left. Why are you so eager to ask about that? Get out. We'll talk about it later."
Knowing that it meant the consent of Stanley, Noel turned around and was about to leave after saluting.
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