Chapter 1085


    Sherman was watching a reality show, in which several naughty kids were making a scene.


    She happily watched the show and continuously giggled. When Kingsley walked in, he saw her


    laughing so hard.


    Kingsley had taken the gift from the table. Sitting next to her and holding her in his arms, he asked


    her, "Do you want to have a look at it with me?"


    "No." She shook her head. She didn''t have any intention of looking at it. Everyone had their past.


    "Well. If you don''t want to have a look at it, then I won''t either." Kingsley bent his long body slightly


    and put it on the coffee table. He intended not to have a look at it anymore.


    Sherman frowned, "Why don''t you look at it?"


    "I don''t want you to have any doubts in your heart..."


    Sighing, Sherman nodded, "Okay, although I feel sorry for Zora, let''s see it together."


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    They opened the gift box. There was a dark brown scarf lying inside. It had not been finished yet.


    Obviously, there was no time for Zora to finish weaving the scarf.


    She felt sore and sad. Sherman thought that a woman who could weave a scarf by herself must be


    virtuous and lovely.


    Kingsley''s chest rose and fell slightly. He rubbed the scarf with his long fingers and felt a stinging


    pain.


    Then Sherman directly threw herself into the man''s arms. After finding a mostfortable position,


    she hugged him and said, "I think she must be very virtuous and lovely."


    "Why do you think so?" He looked up at her, who was gentle and calm.


    "Most of the women who weave the scarf by themselves are patient and careful. Besides, you have


    always had good taste in women," Sherman said.


    Kingsley smiled, "Are you praising yourself in disguise?"


    "Yes, don''t you think I''m very beautiful?" Sherman spread her arms to let him see if she was


    virtuous and lovely.


    Kingsley''s eyes brightened. He hugged her and said,'' Let me tell you the stories about her."


    "Then you bring me a ss of milk with sugar. I like to drink something when others are telling


    stories." She became interested in the stories and urged him.


    She added some lightness to this heavy topic.


    Shey in his arms to listen to stories, holding the milk in her hands. She spoke of the doubts in her


    heart from time to time while listening to him.


    He was not only responsible for telling stories but also responsible for answering her questions.


    After listening, she sighed with emotion. "Everyone has been young and impulsive. I don''t expect


    you to be so hot-blooded when you were young, but you have been responsible."


    Not every man could make such a choice to break ties with his family for a woman.


    Kingsley smiled faintly. He had thought that his heart would ache when he mentioned this, but he


    didn''t. He knew that it was because she was by his side.


    "But her death is not what we expect. I feel sad for her. " With that, Sherman closed her eyes and


    put her hands together in front of her chest. "I will mourn for her for a minute."


    His gaze was unusually focused and gentle as he stared at her. He could only feel the warmth in his


    heart.


    After opening her eyes, Sherman looked at him, but the man''s eyes were shining. He suddenly


    leaned over and kissed her lips.


    He kissed her deeply and gently, with unspeakable sexiness. He pressed against her soft chest and


    got close to her. "I will never let you go..."


    As she was kissed so deeply, she lost her sense of direction. Then she bit his thin lips and asked,


    "Can you tell your feelings for her and me clearly?"


    "I''ve always been clear about it. I''m 34 years old, not 18 years old, or not 28 years old. How could


    my mind and cognition not be clear? You are different. She represents the past, and you represent


    now and future. I can''t tolerate that I will lose you in my life. In the future, you must apany me


    to the end..." He had always been gentle, and his words had never been as tough as they were


    now.


    Sherman trusted him and couldn''t help but chuckle, "S o overbearing?"


    "I''m only overbearing to you. This is your exclusive right to enjoy it..."


    In front of others, he was calm, polite and flexible, maintaining a faint elegance and alienation, but in


    front of her...


    "If I didn''t know that Luke also liked Zora, I would have thought that he liked you. He and you had


    been sitting in the living room for so long, but he didn''t give you Zora''s photos and gift. When I


    appeared, he took them out. Wasn''t that just to stimte me?" Sherman felt that Luke was very


    childish.


    Rubbing his eyebrows, Kingsley knew what she meant. He said that he would solve the problem.


    Sherman said that it didn''t matter whether he solved the problem or not. Luke knew his own mind.


    Others couldn''t force him to do anything or change him. If he could listen to it, he would have


    changed when Merlin died. He wouldn''t still be like this.


    The two of them chatted for a long time. Sherman was so sleepy that Kingsley took her to the


    bedroom. She fell asleep in his arms.


    His heart was peaceful. Even when he thought of Zora, he was extremely calm without emotional


    fluctuations.


    Natalie returned to the Day family''s vi very early. After taking a nap in her room, she went to the


    living room downstairs. When she passed by the study, she saw that the lights inside were very


    bright and Moriah and Billy sat in the study with their backs to the door.