De Lawrence: Ambition of the Past
Familiarity

"I feel like this kid is so familiar" Ellard muttered, "maybe it's because he's Lawrence's kid!" sirapnya later.

"How could you think that, Ellard." Jessie massaged her tired forehead. He had just put this girl to bed and sat down.

"Grandfather and Alroy talked about it earlier."

Hearing that, Jessie raised her head and glanced at Ellard. "What did you hear?" exacting.

"What am I supposed to say?" Ellard hesitates.

"As far as you go." Jessie shrugged her shoulders, "but it seems like you can't be with me anymore" she said.

It has to, right?!

"I don't remember much anymore. They're obviously talking about Lawrence and having something to do with Naomi."

"Why does Lawrence have anything to do with Naomi?" ask Jessie flat.

"I don't know either! I suspect Naomi is her son."

"Next time think before you speak" recalled Xavier. His hand clasped Ellard's shoulder a little hard until the teenager grimaced.

"I'm just saying what I heard! Release!" he said he took Xavier's hand off, "after all you've been very strange since grandfather's residence" he said later.

Jessie, who had chosen not to care, looked back at the two.

"Any?" ask Jessie at last.

"What are you talking about?" cold Xavier on Ellard.

"You're always angry every time we talk about Lawrence. When grandfather wants to match him with Alroy, you're upset too" the teenager grumbled unknowingly.

Jessie immediately remembered what she had seen earlier. What Ellard said was true. He feels that way too. Why does Xavier look upset when they don't know each other and even meet?

Looking at Jessie's questioning gaze, Ellard immediately shut her mouth. Realizing that his words could cause trouble, Ellard opted out of the room.

"I'm sleepy!" he shouted as it passed.

"Hey!" exciting Xavier.

"Xav!" tell Jessie, "Naomi is sleeping." After saying that, Jessie stood up to tidy up Naomi's blanket.

"Mama ..," Naomi murmured softly in her sleep to make Jessie undo her intention to move on.

Poor little girl. He must have missed his mother a lot.

Had this girl not had an owner, Jessie was willing to raise her like her own daughter.

I'm sorry, I can't be your mother, her inner self is sorry.

This girl is beautiful, so beautiful! Jessie has been confessing since she first met. Thin pink lips and iris eyes as blue as the sky. This girl always reminds him of someone.

Maybe because he's Lawrence's kid!

Besides me, Jessica is also called Lawrence. There's no way she has a child, her inner self.

"You like it?" asked Xavier who had been watching him since, "our children will also be as sweet as this later," Xavier said slowly after sitting next to his wife. Jessie looked at him.

"really. She'll be this sweet." Smiling thinly.

If I can .., the mind goes on.

-

-

-

-

"Tell me."

"Maybe this is gonna be bad news, Jess."

"I've heard a lot of bad news" Jessie said.

"Our guess is right about Val—"

"There's no need to continue" Jessie said, "listen to me. Don't bring anything up about him at the office. Interact as usual."

"Do you know?" ask Laura at the end of there.

"Hmm" Jessie replied.

"Really?!"

"If you don't want to get into trouble, you'd better shut up. I'm not gonna take responsibility, remember!" threaten Jessie on the phone.

"According to your orders, Miss," replied Laura pensively, "what about your husband? She know?" tanyanya.

Jessie was silent for a moment.

"He was always excited. I can't say it."

"Sooner or later she should know, Jess. We don't know how long the effect will last."

"I've always wanted to believe that one day I could, Laura."

"Although the risk of miscarriage is quite high? Are you sure you want to keep him?"

"I'll think of a way ...," Jessie said.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...