Covenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

He took out the ring. The diamond was still shining as it was, but the person who once owned it was no longer.

He looked up and filled the wine in the glass. The glass was heavily put down, and the bottom of the glass buckled on the table with a snap.

In order to propose to her that year, he specially customized it. This is not the most valuable ring for her. She was born in a rich family. There are a lot of precious jewelry and a few valuable ones.

But after wearing this ring. She never took it off again.

She said, "Mo Han, I like it so much."

At that time, she looked happy.

"I'll wear it all my life." She put her arms around his neck and said“ Mo Han, I love you, I believe in you, and I am willing to give everything for you. "

Jiang Mo looked at her simple and beautiful smile and asked, "why?"

Zong Yanxi nestled in his arms, "love is to trust and pay each other, isn't it?"

Because parents are like this.

He disdained it at that time. I just think she is a flower in the greenhouse. She doesn't understand human suffering, let alone people's hearts. How can there be unreserved love in this world?

His father and mother had loved each other, but what did they become in the end?

Change of heart, abandonment, divorce

He doesn't believe her love. He doesn't believe that there is the kind of love she says in this world.

He doesn't believe it!

"But after you leave, why am I so sad? Looking at your relics, I feel heartache?"

He held the cup in his hand tightly, and the glass almost crushed it!

Buzzing

The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. He didn't look at it. He just supported his side face with one hand. He could vaguely see that his eyes were stained by the fog.

The mobile phone rang and stopped, stopped and rang, and there was a posture of never stopping.

He took out his cell phone and saw the caller ID on it. He hung up directly.

Soon it vibrated again.

He collected his emotions and then said in a very cold voice, "what's up?"

"Your father is very ill. Come back and see him." The woman's voice over there was very careful and even prayed.

He didn't respond. But the expression on his face became more and more gloomy and cold.

"Anyway, he's your father. Come back and have a look. In case... You'll regret it."

Regret?

He hung up the phone and talked about regret. He also wanted to ask his father.

He dialed the driver's number and asked him to prepare the car. He was going out.

The driver over there answered.

He hung up the phone, got up, went to the sofa, picked up his coat, put it on his body, and walked out.

The driver was already waiting at the door. He came over. The driver opened the rear door and he bent in.

The driver closed the door, quickly ran to the front, sat in the driver's seat, and soon drove out.

He sat in the back seat and pressed his eyebrows to relieve some of the wine essence.

After a while, the car stopped. The driver came to open the door for him. He bent over and got off. "Give me the car key. I'll go back by myself. You can get off work."

The driver handed over the car key. He reached out and took it. He stood downstairs and looked up. He walked in without expression.

When he reached the door, he raised his hand and knocked. It's easy to open the shutter from inside. It's his stepmother, Qiu Mingyan.

"Come on in." She leaned aside to make room for him.

Jiang Mo Han walked in with an expressionless face and said coldly, "I have something to say to him. I don't want to be disturbed."

Qiu Mingyan couldn't hang up on her face and said, "OK. No one will go in and talk to your father and son. "

Jiang Mohan walked towards the room.

He opened the door and saw his father lying on the bed. He came in, closed the door, pulled a chair and sat by the bed.

"Here you are." When a father sees his son, he has neither the dignity of a father nor the concern of family affection, but some are like greetings between people he knows.

He suffered a stroke last year, resulting in lower body failure, and has been in bed since then.

Jiang Mohan seldom comes to see him.

"Is there anything you want me to do?" His expression was very pale and there was no emotion.

If he doesn't come, he also knows his situation. It's no problem to live for a few more years. Qiu Mingyan suddenly calls him to come. Nine times out of ten, he has something to ask for.

As for what. It was naturally the son of the couple, his half brother.

The couple's heart flesh, because they were spoiled badly, they didn't learn well. Drop out of college and mix with society.

Without a serious job, I don't love home all day.

"Mo Han..." Jiang Jun wanted to stop talking and didn't have the dignity of being a father, "you are such a brother. Can you bear to see that he doesn't even have a job? "

Jiang Mo Han's faint expression, "my mother gave birth to me."

Jiang Jun's face was a little ugly, but for the future of his youngest son, he still smiled, "Mo Han, I divorced your mother because we don't love each other..."

"I know you love your wife now." Before he finished, he was interrupted by Jiang Mohan.

He looked at Jiang Jun, with an imperceptible emotion in the bottom of his eyes, "since it's not because of love, why did he marry?"

Before Jiang Jun gave him an answer, he said again, "at that time, you were the same family, all the same poor. In today's words, you were a good match. So you married her. If you don't come out, maybe you will grow old together, but when you come out, you have made great achievements. It's wrong to be a housekeeper with her, because you are richer than her, and you despise her rural origin. You don't know how to dress up and have no culture. You have no face with her, so you don't love her. "

"Have you ever thought about it? When you started your business outside, who took care of your son and respected your parents? When you were away, she took all the burden of the family and the responsibility that her father should have taken. When you said you didn't love her, you abandoned her. "

Jiang Mo Han's expression and voice are getting colder and colder. "You don't love her because she has no smooth skin, no slim body, and no young face when she married you. There are no green traces on her face, rough hands and yellow face, so you don't love her."

"Why should you take things in your heart for a long time in the past? Can you be happy?" Jiang Jun frowned.

Jiang Mo smiled coldly, "happiness? Father, tell me, what is happiness like? "

Jiang Jun was silent.

"Why don't you talk?"

Jiang Mo Han mocked, "there's nothing to say, isn't it?"

"Don't hold on to the old things. It's not good for you." Jiang Jun tried to enlighten him and let him put down his previous things.

"If she doesn't die, I won't hate you. She will die because of you!" If he doesn't divorce her, she won't be a nanny or die!

Just give him some time. When he grows up, he will take care of her.

But she didn't have a chance to see him grow up!

"After marrying you, she did everything a wife should do. What did she do wrong? If you don't love her, why did you marry her? Let her spend most of her time alone? "