Chapter 685 Mr. Augustine, I miss you


    “Ah, listen to the good news first. Today the babies moved. Just now they kicked me!”


    “The bad news is I’m not very good looking now. Every day I see the speed of aging through the naked


    eye. Mr. Augustine, I’m going to get more and more ugly. Will you despise me?”


    “Of course not. Luckily, you don’t see me. You aren’t here.”


    While saying that, Olive raised her hand to brush the long hair on her cheeks. As her slender fingers


    slipped in, they shoved a lot of hair out.


    She started losing her hair.


    Olive froze for a moment and quickly hid therge pile of hair so he couldn’t see. She reached out to


    turn off the video. “Oops, let’s start over.”


    In the next video, Olive, more than six months pregnant, appeared in the camera but wore a hat on her


    head. In a sh, the wrinkles on her face turned into deep wrinkles, and she looked like she was in her


    fifties.


    Olive was sitting on a rattan chair, looking at the camera. She tried to smile, but the light in her eyes


    wasn’t as bright as before.


    “Mr. Augustine, long time no see. Today I wore a hat because I have sh aved off my hair. I turned bald.


    I’m afraid I will scare you, so I put on a hat. At first, I wanted to cover my face, but forget it, Mr.


    Augustine. Even if I am ugly now, you must hold back and say nothing!”


    “My belly is big, the babies are healthy. They are growing healthy in my belly. My mom said that the boy


    on the left was very quiet. When he is born, he must be very cold. He is a copy of yours, while the


    couple on the right is energetic and usually kicks me. They must be my copies. I am very happy to


    have our children with me every day.”


    At this moment, the door to the room was pushed open, Joyce’s voice came in: “Olive, it’s time to eat.


    You haven’t eaten in days. Although every time you eat a lot, you always throw up. You can only rely on


    injected nutrition. I’m bringing you some millet porridge. Eat a lot.”


    Joyce came over. Olive probably smelled it, crouched down, and vomited immediately, and the video


    hastily stopped.


    In the next video, Olive was more than seven months pregnant, sleeping in her bed, and Joyce was


    giving her needle therapy.


    Her sleeves were lifted up, revealing her arms covered with pinholes, bruised and pale, terrifying to


    look at.


    By that time, Olive had lost a lot of weight and was emaciated, but her belly had been huge for over


    seven months, and because of triplets, her belly appeared to be muchrger than that of those who


    were about to give birth. She was much older again, like an old woman in her sixties. Olive was lying


    on the bed and looking at the camera. Although she was smiling, her eyes were blurred. She said, “Mr.


    Augustine, rest assured. The babies are fine. Now I can’t get out of bed. I have to stay in bed to raise


    the babies. Now I will definitely be able to endure until the day of delivery, and will definitely bring them


    to this world safely and healthy.


    H


    Olive slowly reached out her hand, her fingertips resting on the camera. She said softly, “It’s just…. Mr.


    Augustine, I think… I’m starting to miss you.’


    H


    In the next video, Olive was more than eight months pregnant. This video was shot in the middle of the


    night, the light was so dim that her face couldn’t be seen clearly.


    Chapter 635 Mr. Augustine, I miss you


    As the video was opened, there was a sad silence, then he heard her so bs. She said, “Mr. Augustine, I


    miss you. I miss you so much.”


    Once there, she curled up in the nket, buried her face in it, and talked a lot to herself, incoherently.


    “President Augustine, you must still hate me now. Did you forget about me? Did you start dating… a


    new girlfriend…?”


    “It’s good, it’s really good. When I nned to leave you, I just didn’t want to drag you down and didn’t


    want to be your weakness. I was prepared m entally, so it’s good to let go. Mr. Augustine, those


    women will definitely rush to you, and they will… take my ce.”


    “At first, I could stand it. I thought I could do it. Even without you, my children and I can live very well,


    but… at this moment, I regret it. Mr. Augustine, I wish you could be with me…”


    “I’m afraid. I fear every day. I don’t dare… tell anyone. I feel hurt. It hurts. It hurts… I get older every


    day, from twenty to thirty… sixty years old… then eighty years old. I’m so old that I don’t know myself…


    I can’t sleep every night. Pain and fear surround me like demons, devouring me… Sometimes I even


    feel, the next second I’ll have to hold on, or else I’ll die…


    side.


    “Mr. Augustine, I admit I’m selfish. I shouldn’t have returned to Visionary. I should be by your No matter


    how old, good or bad I am, I should stay with you. What should I do? I don’t even want to care about it.


    I just want to let you hold me. I want… to lie in your arms every day, and give myself, my children, and


    my future to you.”


    “Even if… Even if I really die one day, I still want to… die in your arms, not… like now… lonely.


    helpless…”


    She just kept crying there, then she couldn’t make any sound, and the video just went off.


    In the next and final video, Olive gave birth prematurely.


    She was lying on the bed in the delivery room, her forehead beaded with sweat. The sweat that rolled


    down quickly wet her clothes. Her hands clutched the bed sheet under her, and the bed sheet


    was torn.


    Joyce kept wiping her sweat, saying, “Olive, don’t stress. The baby’s head is out. Come on, let’s follow


    my rhythm. Inhale, exhale, inhale…”


    Olive quickly followed the rhythm. She gritted her teeth and with a loud “Whoa,” her eldest son, Nathan,


    was born.


    “Olive, it’s the oldest brother!” Joyce quickly wrapped Lil’ Nathan in a nket and gave him to Olive. At


    that time, Olive was already thin and emaciated. She raised her trembling hand with difficulty and


    gently touched Nathan’s small face.


    At this time, the people around were all screaming in horror: “Blood! Blood! Queen, it’s not good!


    Princess is bleeding profusely!”


    Arge amount of blood flowed from Olive’s body, instantly staining the mattress under her body


    red.


    Joyce quickly put down Lil’ Nathan, saying, “Stop the bleeding!”


    Olive reached out and grabbed Joyce, shaking her head slowly, “Mom, it’s useless. I know I can’t doConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .