Chapter 1196 Suicide


    Chapter 1196 Suicide


    Finnley furrowed his eyebrows as he also disliked his parents'' ways of thinking. However, he could


    understand them. They considered things for ire''s own good.


    Evidently, ire felt too awkward. She looked as if sitting on a spiked rug during dinner. She was a


    novel author. Unlike the ordinary ones, she looked upon feelings and her intuition more instead of


    bncing between two men.


    Finnley looked at her and asked, "Which one do you like, ire?" Finally, someone cared about her


    feelings, and ire breathed a sigh of relief.


    She looked at Finnley and Mya, who were staring at her for her answer.


    "Tristan is nice," ire answered, "But I''ve never thought of dating him. I have a crush on Rowan. He


    has helped me several times. I often feel he''s responsible and trustworthy."


    Talking about helping her, she thought about Tristan, who covered her and let her escape under the


    policemen''s noses in New York. It was also a unique experience in her life.


    Mya studied her, thinking she should find it difficult to make a choice.


    "ire, you also like Tristan, right?" she asked, "They both are outstanding and treat you nicely."


    ire didn''t answer her immediately. She was sure she liked Rowan but also didn''t dislike Tristan. She


    had promised Tristan she would consider his confession.


    Mya added, "Well, I''ll have a suggestion."


    "What is it?"


    Mya answered, "You can travel to a ce with beautiful views. While enjoying it, you can take a photo


    and see who will be the first one you want to share the photo with. Then that man is the one you like


    truly."


    ire was impressed as she had never known such a method, wondering if it was urate.


    Mya''s suggestion was agreed upon by the Russell couple.


    Finnley also thought it made sense. "It works, ire. You can work on yourptop everywhere. Why


    don''t you go on a trip?"


    ire listened to them but didn''t take the suggestion to her heart. The topic of her love life ended as


    Violet had said whatever she wanted.


    Mya''s belly had bulged slightly. Her pregnancy was evident.


    "Mya, drink more soup. It''s good for your amniotic fluid." Violet filled a bow of soup and passed it to her.


    Mya took it over and said, "Thank you, Mom."


    Finnley stroked her hair dotingly and said, "Dad, Mom, she pays attention to her diets nowadays. Her


    weight increases every day. She''s been good."


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    "If this goes on, I will be too fat when the baby is born," Mya grumbled. However, she didn''t care about


    gaining weight as long as it benefited her baby.


    "It''s all right. I''ll still love you." Finnley loved her more and more.


    The sun had set, and the night was out. Moon rose in the sky.


    The dining room was filled withughter. What a harmonious scene!


    ire was sleepless that night, tossing about on her bed while lost in thought.


    Tristan''s eyes staring at her shed through her mind. She could tell his reluctance and


    disappointment. His words reechoed in her ears.


    ire felt too depressed, thinking she couldn''t ept his love as it was too much.


    The following morning, she packed a small suitcase and put herptop in. She nned to go on a trip.


    Before ire left, her phone rang. She pulled out, checked the caller ID, and answered in confusion,


    "Hello, Mrs. Holt?"


    "Saskia is missing, ire. She left a suicide note and disappeared. Can you call her?" Saskia''s mother


    was too anxious. "She willmit suicide. She wants to die. Boohoo..."


    ire''s heart sank.