I didn't want to go out, but after thinking a while, I decided to go out to relax with Hank.
It was late autumn, and it was getting dark early. Hank's outstanding appearance attracted many people's attention, especially the young women who came out for a walk.
I felt tired and sat on the lounge chair under a street lamp. I looked up at Hank and said, "The girl who marries you will be very happy."
He frowned and put his both hands into his pocket, and asked, "Are you happy now?"
I was stunned and thought of something bad. I lowered my head and said nothing.
He sighed and sat beside me. He patted my back gently and said, "I'm sorry!"
I shook my head. It had nothing to do with him at all. It was I who could not forget the past.
"Have you left a photo of him?" I choked, and my hands were trembling.
He raised his hand to wipe my tears, and sighed, "Don't watch it. It will be fine!"
I didn't have the courage to bury my child personally and see what he looked like.
Hank said that it was a boy who weighed 2.3 KG. He was white and fat, and looked very cute.
I didn't have the courage to see him. I was afraid that I could not control myself and died with him. I was afraid that if I saw my child, I would not allow him to be buried.
"Okay, I don't watch it!" I closed my eyes and felt a little pain in my palm.
It was getting dark and a little cold. Hank stood up and then helped me up, "Let's go back! It's cold."
I nodded and walked back slowly with him.
Suddenly, Hank stopped. I looked up at him and saw him looking ahead indifferently. I also looked ahead.
I felt confused why Yara was here
Seeing me and Hank, Yara quickly walked toward us. She held me and asked, "Clara, where have you been these days? What's going on? Where's your child?"
Her questions made me feel awkward. I looked at Hank helplessly.
Hank frowned and looked at Yara. He asked, "Why are you coming here?"
Yara was stunned for a moment. She frowned and looked at Hank, "Hank, why are you with Clara here? Why don't you return home these days? What happens? Dennis is going to be crazy for looking for Clara. Do you think it is appropriate to do this?"
Hank sneered. He said, "Is he going to be crazy for looking for Clara? Do you think we are idiots?"
"Hank!" Yara said angrily, "Pay attention to your wording!"
"My wording?" Hank sneered and said, "You know clearly what you have done. Go back and tell Dennis that Clara doesn't need him, and ask him to stay away from Clara."
Yara did not want to talk with Hank. She held my hand and said, "Clara, if you don't want to see Dennis, you can go back with me. You shouldn't stay here with Hank. Hank is an unmarried man, and you are married. If someone knows that you and Hank are with here together, it will affect the face of the Gibson family and the Georges!"
"Well!" Hank laughed sarcastically and said, "Don't you know that the face of the Gibson family and the Georges is already lost by you? Do you want to put the blame on us now?"
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