Hearing me complain, Lard pushed open the pile of brochures, wrapped his hands around me, and looked down at me, "What's wrong with you?"

I shook my head and barely managed to squeeze out a smile, "I'm not unhappy, I'm just a little tired and want to rest......"

In fact, I had just woken up not long ago, and the fool could hear the perfunctory words in my words, and I was really afraid that Richard would suddenly get angry.

Lirad was stunned, let me go, put away the pile of books with his head down, turned to look at me, and his tone was a little hurtful, "If you're tired, rest more." ”

Helping me to lie down, Lard gently pulled the quilt up for me, and then lowered his head and kissed me on the forehead.

Looking at Llard, who turned around and wanted to leave, my hand reached out uncontrollably and grabbed the corner of Llard's coat tightly.

Lilard looked back at me quizzically.

"You...... Is there something important to attend to now?" I tilted my head to the other side, not daring to look Larard in the eye.

Lillard sighed, sat back on the edge of the bed, and reached out to my face, "If you want me to stay, I can put anything important aside......"

Listening to Lillard's words, I suddenly felt depressed in my heart, he has always been so good to me, but he always uses me, if this warmth has to be exchanged for life, I am willing, but it is my use value, I feel unwilling.

The hand hiding in the quilt gently stroked my stomach, I took care of the expression on my face, turned back to Riillard and smiled, "Then I want you to stay and talk to me." ”

"Didn't you say you're tired?" said Richard, frowning at me, his tone a little stern.

I pouted indifferently, moved to the side of the bed, and reached out to hug Richard's waist, "I was tired just now, but I didn't get tired after lying down for a while......"

I didn't dare to tell Lillard that I just didn't want to see those wedding dresses, so I pretended to be tired.

I don't have a few days left to live, and I want to spend all my time with Leillard, weddings, or whatever, so that they don't take up my precious time.

Ridard raised his hand over mine and rubbed it slowly, "I know, you always think that I married you for some reason, so you have been deceiving yourself and ignoring my feelings for you, and even the previous marriage proposal was to make me let my guard down......"

Listening to those cold, uneventful words burrowing into my ears, I suddenly felt so weak, and the hands around Larard's waist slowly lost their strength.

Just as I was about to withdraw my hands, Lillard gently grabbed my hand, "Hatherine, don't let go of me, count me as begging you......"

Rirad's voice was pleading, at this moment he was not a high-ranking blood king, but a simple big boy, telling me his true feelings, but also accusing me of ruthlessness.

Feeling Lillard's helplessness, I slowly moved my body, gently wrapped my arms around Lillard from behind, and then buried my face in his back, and couldn't help but say my stingy vow, "Well, I will never let go until the day I die......"

The wedding is less than ten days away, and after ten days, whether Ladd wants it or not, he will end my life with his own hands.

If he still has feelings for me, maybe he will bury his new wife and unborn baby with his own hands.

Then he will become the same as before, if not stronger than before.

However, he will hate me for a long time because of it.