NovelEnglishChapter 1067 Loneliness "Really? Thank God. Thank you for lettingmarry such an excellent man." Finnley burst into laughter.
Earlier, they went shopping and bought many things needed for a holiday.
They also bought the ingredients for the picnic the following afternoon.
After entering the living room, Mya checked the shopping list. "Letsee what's left. We must get them tomorrow morning." Almost 50 big bags were put on the carpet. Finnley could tell she looked forward to the picnic. "Everyone has been busy recently.
We haven't gathered for a long time." "Con. Have scoffee. Thank you for your hard work, Honey." Finnley was considerate.
"Thank you, Honey." Mya opened her mouth, and Finnley fed her. She even didn't move her hands.
Finnley felt delighted as he could tell Mya had gradually let go of the tragedies.
Tcould cure everything. It could help people accept the heavy blows in their lives and strengthen them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtArkpool City was extremely lively tonight. All the shopping malls were open overnight. Festoons were hanging everywhere. The posters about Thanksgiving covered the city.
The atmosphere reminded people the holiday season had come.
All kinds of pumpkin and fruit pies had becthe most popular desserts. Many people lined up in front of the stores with good reputations.
The neon lights seemed to be brighter than usual.
The full moon shone brightly in the sky, celebrating the most wonderful tof the year for people to gather with their families.
The villa on Platanus Road, bought by Leslie, was the only property he had left.
Compared to the liveliness outside, the villa was quiet and cold.
Although several rooms were inside the house, only the living room was lit.
Standing at the door, Catherine held the door frwhile stroking her bulged belly expressionlessly.
She looked up at the bright moon in the sky. It was supposed to be a tto celebrate with her family, but she was lonely.
Catherine recalled the last Thanksgiving when she celebrated it with Ivan and Aubree in Kelsington Bay. They baked a turkey and a pumpkin pie together. The memories seemed to be from the last century.
Thinking about Ivan, she felt bitter.
She missed him and couldn't get him out of her mind.
Catherine wished she could meet him.
"Ms. Collins, it's windy." Kerry picked up her jacket and draped it on her shoulders carefully.
Catherine looked at her, holding her hands. "I want to have a walk." Her voice was hoarse as she hadn't spoken for days.
"Now?" Kerry was worried. "It's already night," she reminded Catherine.
Catherine looked at her without speaking.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmKerry compromised. "All right. I'll go with you." Catherine hadn't requested anything for a long time. She even hadn't spoken for a whole week.
Kerry wondered if she had depression as she locked her in a room, lost in thought every day.
The night breeze was gentle, full of wildflowers fragrance.
Catherine walked out of the house. When she went down the steps, she was cautious while protecting her belly.
She expected to see her child.
Catherine didn't know what had happened recently as she didn't watch the news.
Kerry followed her in the distance to avoid disturbing her.
For how long they had walked, Catherine didn't know. At the gate of Emerald Bay, she stopped mid-step, looking at the brightly lit villa.
She dreamed of living there. Watching the light, she thought about the laughter in the house. A bitter smile touched her lips.
Kerry watched her solemnly.
She flinched, pulled out her phone, and dialed Ivan's number, waiting for the call to be connected uneasily.
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