The two of them told the story, including the time Sophie was beaten up at the First Look wedding and Houghton helped Sophie out.
After listening to it, Morris Cheal’s angr handsome face sank down, “Stupid.”
“And it’s okay, Sophie promised to spend some time with Warren, so it should be fine.”
Seeing that he was a little upset, Vivian Mond soothed him and added, “Philip Dixon is not a bad person.”
“But mistakes made inadvertently are sometimes irreversible.”
“Now that the damage has been stopped in time, you can pretend you don’t know.”
Vivian Mond persuaded him.
She got up and got out of bed, went to the table, took out an exquisite box from inside the drawer, turned around and walked to Morris Cheal’s side, “This gift, originally intended to be given to you on your birthday. But unfortunately, you were abroad on your birthday, so I couldn’t give it to you. The old generation says that birthdays cannot be made up, so this can’t be your birthday present, it’s a little surprise for you.”
“My Vivian has a heart.”
Morris Cheal took the delicately wrapped box handed over by Vivian Mond, his eyebrows rippling with a light smile, “Open it now?”
“Sure.”
“Hmm~”
His fingers gently hooked the off-white printed bow on the box and opened the square box, inside was a thick … album.
Morris Cheal frowned, and his obsidian-like pupils shone with a few moments of anticipation.
The first page was a photo of the scene of the ident.
The photo was dimly lit, and he was lying in an overturned car, drenched in blood and in a terrible state.
“How did you get this picture?” He was a little curious.
Vivian Mond walked over to him and sat down, pointing to the photo and saying, “It’s a habit, I like to take pictures for evidence.”
There is even the habit of recording for evidence.
“Then why didn’t you show me the photo and tell me that you saved me?”
This question has been bothering Morris Cheal for a long time.
Thinking back on the events of thest year, Vivian Mond couldn’t help but say, “Look at this picture, taken at your old house. It’s a picture of you and Madame Cheal having dinner together.”
She didn’t tell Morris Cheal why, because there were so many things that happened back then that she couldn’t help.Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.
It was in the past and there was no need to mention it again.
The two of them sat together, looking at the photos, one after the other, all of which Morris Cheal had not known about.
Until he turned to the photo taken on Liangchuan, Morris Cheal’s lips pulled out a light smile, “I have this photo too.”
He took out his phone and flipped the photo in his private album, “It was taken at the Dongpu Vilge School in Liangchuan.”
The school was built on a mountainside because of the mountains there.
It was raining heavily that day, and the two of them went up the mountain to check on the school. Aftering out of the school, their pants were muddy, but they happened to see a rainbow over there, so they stood on the edge of the cliff and took a picture with their backs to the rainbow.
The memory is still fresh.
“Okay, okay, don’t look.”
Vivian Mond closed the photo, “Let’s get going, Sophie and Warren will be anxious if we’rete.”
She dragged Morris Cheal out of the hospital with her and headed straight for the address Sophie had sent.
…
As the wedding date drew closer, Morris Cheal was busy with Vivian Mond, taking wedding photos, making invitations, and making the guest list.
But more often than not, it was Morris Cheal who was worried about the safety of Vivian Mond’s baby.
On this day, Houghton came to visit Vivian Mond in the hospital.
“Morris, go and buy the old man a box of cigarettes.”
When he entered the hospital room, Houghton found a reason to excuse Morris Cheal.
“Yeah.”
The smart Morris Cheal naturally knew what Houghton meant, so she got up and left the ward, closing the door.
“O girl, the day after tomorrow is your big wedding day …”
Houghton sat on the escort chair and sighed fiercely, “Have you thought of everything?”