The Domineering Boss is Addicted to the Convict novel Chapter 1327

Ling Yiran said, "Yes, I'm happy. Our marriage is far happier than I thought it would be. Sometimes, I'm a little worried because I'm so happy right now. Especially after comparing myself with Sis Zhuo and Lianyi, I—"

"No!" he interrupted her abruptly and said with great certainty, "No matter what happens, we'll be together forever!"

His gaze was intense and domineering, catching her firmly like a net.

She was willing to be caught in his net. "Yes, we'll be together forever!"

...

It was after three in the morning. Zhuo Qianyun dragged her tired body back to the rental house. She took out several boxes of medicine, filled a glass of water, and took her pills.

There were seven or eight of these pills altogether. These used to be the last thing she wanted to take, but now, they gave her hope to live another day.

When Mrs. Zhuo came out of the bedroom, her eyes could not help turning red when she saw her daughter taking the medicine. "I think you should stop running the food stall. We still have some savings. Or I can work as a domestic helper so you can spend more time with Lil Yan."

Zhuo Qianyun swallowed the last two pills and turned to look at her mother. "Mom, you're too old to be a domestic helper. I'll run the food stall for another month and make some more money. After all, we need to spend a lot on medicine every month. I'll close my stall in a month and spend time with Lil Yan then."

Zhuo Qianyun's nose felt sore too. She wiped her mother's tears with a tissue. "Mom, I’ve let you down the most. I was supposed to take good care of you, but you were constantly on the move with me and never enjoyed life. Mom, you need to take good care of yourself."

"There's nothing to apologize for between us mother and daughter. I just hope you can live longer and spend more time with me!" said Mrs. Zhuo.

Zhuo Qianyun tried to squeeze out a smile and said, "I will. After I hand Lil Yan to Ye Wenming in three months, I'll accompany you back to your hometown, Mom. I'll find a nursing home for you there. With the money I’ll be leaving you from my insurance, it should be enough to pay for the nursing home…”

Zhuo Qianyun rambled on. She had planned it all out for Mrs. Zhuo, but the more her daughter spoke, the more Mrs. Zhuo felt sad.