The president's seventh bride novel Chapter 52

Alicia arrived at her uncle's house, raised her hand, and knocked on the door. The door opened, and that was her aunt Lola standing in front of her. Thinking of what her uncle said during the day, she deliberately looked at her a few more times, and did find that she was not quite well.

"Are you all right?"

She asked softly, hoping her uncle is lying to her this time.

Lola shed tears before she spoke, kneeled down in front of her niece, sobbed and said: "Alicia, please save your uncle. This is the last time I beg you, really is the last time…"

Alicia's heart immediately fell into the bottom.

She looked at Ramon squatting at the corner with hands clutching his head. It seemed it was the end of the world for him. The house, which was not a big one, now was filled with sadness.

"Is it true, Lola? Do you have liver cancer?"

Ramon got up and handed her a pile of hospital examination reports. She looked at them one by one until the last one. Suddenly, she shouted hysterically: "Why? Why did you know to turn to me when you were in trouble before, but not this time? You can talk to me if you are short of money. Why did you choose to make a crime?"

Lola cried and said: "We are too embarrassed to bother you again, as we brought you a lot of troubles before. Your uncle wanted to go to you, but I stopped him. It is a terminal cancer. Who knows how much days do I have…"

"You stopped him, so now he goes to drug trafficking! And finally, it is me again to deal with it. If you had come to me at the beginning, things would not have become so complicated now!"

Alicia was so sad that her relatives have made her chaotic life even bitter.

"Alice, your aunt didn’t know the deal between me and Dillon. It was all my decision as I don't want to see her to die. Now I also make up my mind that it doesn't matter if you don't want to help me. I will not live alone if your aunt leaves me…"

"You shut up!"

Lola turned her head and angrily shouted at her husband, then she continued to plead with her niece: "Don't listen to your uncle's nonsense. You must save him. He is the only brother of your mon, the only family of you besides your father in the world. If he suffers, your mother will not be happy in the heaven."

Alicia fell into a painful struggle. Her heart was shaken as Lola was bitterly pleading: "Alicia, please…"

Ramon could not bear to see his wife crying sadly, jumped over and hugged her: "Lola, don't cry. It hurts your body. "

The couple hugged each other and cried. Alicia watched this confusingly, and gradually she envied a little bit. Although her aunt and uncle were bent solely on profit and they sure had little problems, they did truly love each other. And that emotion was rare and valuable, at least she and her mother have never had.

"Fine. Stop crying!"

She took out a bank card given by her mother-in-law from her bag and put it into her aunt's hand, "Take this, and make sure you get well."

"What about your uncle?"

Lola asked with tears in her eyes.

Alicia hesitated and answered reluctantly, "I won't leave him alone."

On the way back, the moon's shadow was sparse and the stars shone shallowly. Alicia walked alone leisurely, while the clear moonlight could not warm her cold heart.

She thought about her own messy life for a while and really did not know how to sort it out.

Passing a 24-hour department store, she went in and bought a few bottles of beer, planning to get drunk at home. This was not the behavior of a regular teacher; however, she was just a bad woman with a revenge mentality if abandoning the teacher identity.

It was 11 o'clock when Alicia got home, and she tiptoed upstairs. Carlos' room was dark, and she continued to walk forward as she did not want to wake him up. As she walked, a magnetic voice came into her ear: "Stop there."

The light was on suddenly. Carlos leaned on the bed lazily and asked her: "What time is it?"

She did not answer. His eyes shifted to the plastic bag she was carrying: "What is that?"

"Beer."

As soon as he heard it was alcohol, he lifted the covers and jumped out of bed. Alicia was startled, thinking he was coming to teach her a lesson, and instinctively took two steps back, while the plastic bag in her hand was snatched away by him.

"How did you know I wanted to have a drink?"

She stared in amazement, explaining, "They are not for you."

Carlos didn't think so and sat down on the sofa, patting the seat beside him, "It's okay. We can drink together."

He neatly opened a bottle, tilted his neck to gulp up. Alicia helplessly shook her head, and sat down beside him without consideration.

"Why do you want to have a drink?" She asked.

"Why do you want to have drink?" Carlos asked in return.

"I'm in a bad mood."

"I'm just the opposite."

She was stunned, "Don't tell me that the reason you're in a good mood is because I'm in a bad mood."

"Exactly. When you are in a bad mood, I suddenly feel in a good mood."

Alicia glared at him querulously: "I knew your words were unreliable. You said that you would treat me well, but only a few days, now you are targeting me again."

"I don't have the time to target you. I just know the reason why you are in a bad mood."

"You know it?"

Alicia doubted it.

"Isn't it for him? The man who made out with you that day in front of Ellie's house?"

……

Oh, come on. How could it be related to Noah again?

"Women usually want to have a drink when they are disappointed in love. Honestly, is it that guy dumped you?"

She laughed bitterly: "You wish. Unfortunately, it is not the case."

"Then what is it? You dumped him?"