Charles suddenly laughed: "Sylvia, don't worry, I'm just kidding."
"I don't care, why should I care? Maybe he is excellent, but to me, he is just a scumbag." She replied coldly.
Charles held her little hand tightly: "Sylvia, I will always give the best to you. Be my girlfriend. I will never let you down in this life."
Sylvia was silent.
"Sylvia, marry me." Suddenly, Charles turned around, knelt on one knee, and spoke loudly.
His move was very sudden. At that time, they were still in the hospital compound, and people were coming and going.
As soon as he knelt down, many people looked at them.
Sylvia's face immediately turned red.
"Sylvia, I promise you, I will treat you like a queen in this life. Please believe me." Charles held her little hand and looked at her with his face raised, his eyes as deep as the sea.
Sylvia was ashamed and anxious; how could this person say such a thing in such a place?
She wanted to take her hand out, but Charles held her tightly, preventing her from escaping. She had to agree.
She stood blankly, and a man's face flashed before her eyes with a wicked smile...
"Answer him."
"Hurry up and agree."
"It's not easy to meet someone who loves you in this life. Young lady, please agree."
……
Charles's sincerity moved the people around him, and everyone smiled and said good things about him.
Sylvia was so frightened by the face that suddenly appeared that she came back to her senses. She bit her lips tightly and looked at Charles steadily.
He must be determined!
If she didn't agree, he wouldn't stand up.
"Charles, please get up quickly. I agree." Sylvia saw that the foot he was kneeling on was the injured foot. Because he was kneeling and lifting the heel, the wound on the instep was squeezed. Blood flowed out again, looking very scary. She drove away the person in her mind and said yes to him immediately.
It was precisely because of this that he could safely let Charles and Sylvia show their 'love' together, but now it was becoming a bit too much.
The scene of that night three days ago flashed through his mind, the scene of him holding her in his arms and stroking her to climax. The corners of his lips suddenly raised, and a wave of heat rose in his body...
Charles, I slept with Sylvia again. If you saw the scene of our lovemaking that night, wouldn't you be mad to death?
Huh, if you want to steal my woman, it depends on whether you have what it takes.
He stood up and walked outside.
4 pm.
The entrance of The British School of Paris.
Chris, a kid, ran towards Arthur with a big school bag on his back.
"Daddy, my great-grandmother has been discharged from the hospital. Can I go back to mommy's house?" He asked eagerly with his little face raised.
Arthur stroked his head and replied warmly: "Of course."

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