Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 811

"Mr. Williams, is Sister Moon all right!"

Mayme, who was sitting next to Marcy, asked with a smile.

Marcy picked up the red wine on the side and gently took a sip, saying lightly, "It's already fine!"

"That's good!"

Looking at the moon hanging in the sky, Mayme couldn't help but sigh softly, "The moon is full, people are reunited, the moon is so big today!"

Raising her eyes to the sky, Marcy did not speak, but simply watched in silence.

Two people just sit quietly and enjoy the beautiful moonlight.

"Mr. Williams, since the one you love has returned, I think it's time for me to go back!" After all, she lives here, how does she feel inconvenient.

Previously Rosemary had asked her to come over to keep Marcy company, but now that she had someone else, she didn't have to do that anymore.

Mayme's words were like a needle jabbing into Marcy's heart, causing him to shudder violently.

"Do you want to go back that badly?"

Turning her head to look at her, Marcy asked faintly.

The face can not see a Tess any expression, and do not know how he is thinking at the moment.

"I just think that since sister Yue has returned, there is no need for me to continue to stay here, in case sister Yue misunderstands, this will affect your relationship!"

"You can rest assured of this, just you are still to shake anything between us!"

Marcy gave her a look and whispered.

Hearing him say that, Mayme stood up violently and yelled at him, "Marcy, what do you mean by that? Are you looking down on me?"

Does she carry no weight at all in his heart?

Thinking about this, Mayme suddenly felt a breath of air held in her heart, it was very difficult to bear.

Seeing her like this, Marcy's lips hooked up slightly, pulling her to sit down, in a good mood, and said, "The weight of you in my heart has never changed!"

"Huh?"

Mayme didn't understand what he meant, but on second thought, it didn't seem to matter whether she had any weight in his heart or not! But why was she so excited?

Shaking his little head, he muttered that he must have been caught in the door.

Picked up the red wine on the table and drank it in one go, and stretched out his hand and gently fanned it.

With her legs naturally coiled together, she picked up a bunch of grapes from the table and ate them.

"Mr. Williams, will you marry Sister Yue?"

Shoving a grape desperately into his mouth, he asked with a slurred voice.

Marcy turned her head to look at her, who was eating happily, and asked, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"Will you just tell me if I will or won't?" A question that simple, is it necessary to get so hung up on it?

"No way!"

said without thinking.

"Why?"

Looking at him with wide eyes, his little face was full of incomprehension.

Didn't he love this woman very much? Now that she's back and has made things clear and he's forgiven her, shouldn't he get married next?

"No reason?"

Marcy's tone is cold, as if to say an insignificant thing in general, the woman outside the door hands clenched, nails are embedded in the palm.

Cindy, standing outside the door, tightly biting her lower lip, her eyes flashed with a touch of ruthlessness, she has never been a person who easily admits defeat, when Marcy loved her to death, if she asked, he would not hesitate to nod even if it meant his life, she did not believe that Marcy did not have any feelings for her now, it must be because of this woman, because every time Marcy looked at her, the look of tenderness to the extreme.

She vowed that she would take back everything that belonged to her, everything that had originally belonged to her.