Stuck in you

Chapter 487 The End

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the chopsticks in his hand and patted on Mrs. Ji hand. "Why are you still sitting still there? Hurry up and bring the braised pork back to the kitchen, and then prepare something light-favored."

This time, Mrs. Ji didn't say anything. She nodded and did it immediately.

Seamus bit his lips and felt a little guilty, but it quickly disappeared.

That night, the two of them lay flat on the bed. Marcus put his hand gently on the belly of Celia and said in disbelief, "Celia, didn't you say that it's still early and you don't want to have a baby so soon?"

Celia curved her lip corners and said nothing.

Yes, that was exactly what she had thought before. She had thought that the two of them were still young and wanted to enjoy the two people's world for a few more years. But now, she had gradually figured out that unless she had given birth to a child for the Ji family, Marcus's mother would never open her heart and truly accept her.

She whispered in her heart, 'Baby, I'm sorry. I have to make use of you.'

Without waiting for her answer, Marcus continued, "Celia, you don't know how happy I am. I'm really envious to see Jack and Henry post their baby's photos in their wechat moments!"

"Then your dream is about to come true." Celia put her hand on the back of his and held it tightly. The two clasped their fingers.

She could feel that Marcus's hands were still trembling slightly.

She asked, "Do you want a boy or a girl?"

Marcus thought for a while and replied, "I prefer a girl. After my parents gave birth to me at that time, they wanted to have another girl, but unfortunately, the policy doesn't allow them to have one more child. As for people who have a political position, only one child is allowed."

"What if it's a boy? Don't you like it?"

"How could it be? Whether it's a boy or a girl, it's our treasure!" Marcus lowered his head and gently kissed Celia on the forehead. "Then we four people will cherish this child."

In the kitchen, Mrs. Ji stood in front of the table, stirring the bird's nest soup gently with a spoon in one hand, and humming a tune in her mouth. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

She didn't hate Celia, but she still had a grudge against Marcus's disobedience before, and now she vented it on Celia.

However, she was satisfied with Celia's performance these days. Besides, Celia was pregnant now, so she was very happy.

In Marcus's father's words, the past had already been forgiven. Next, she would think about how to replenish nutrition for Celia.

The night outside the window was a little cold, but in the Ji family, it was warm and refreshing.

In the late night, there were not many people coming and going on the street, only a few taxis galloping on the road.

At this time, at the door of a bar, with the help of two people, Michael staggered out. He waved his hand at the bar and said, "Let us continue to drink tomorrow night."

Then he shook off the two people beside him, took out the car key in his pocket and spun two circles in the air. "Don't help me. I'm not drunk. I can go back by myself."

He stumbled towards the parking lot. When he was about to open the door, he saw a woman sitting on the ground, leaning against the door and sleeping.

How could he drive out in this way?

Michael had to squat down and called, "Miss?"

But there was no response. He had to pat her face two more times and shouted, "Hey, wake up."

There was still no response. Michael glared at her, rolled up his sleeves, grabbed the girl's arm with one hand and dragged her up from the ground. He planned to throw her on an open ground so as not to hinder his way.

The pain brought by the friction between her body and the ground finally woke the girl up. She suddenly opened her eyes, stunned for a few seconds, and then suddenly stood up. Although she staggered, she tried her best to slap Michael in the face. "Bastard."

Michael was confused. He pointed at his nose and said, "I'm a bastard? Lady, do you know where you were lying? Do you know that you blocked my way?"

"This land is not yours. It's none of your business." Then the girl returned to her seat and closed her eyes, as if she was going to sleep again.

Michael hurried to stop her and squatted in front of her.

That was how he was. He was talkative when he didn't drink, and when he drank too much, he would talk more.

Unconsciously, his eyelids covered. After a long time, he suddenly felt a pain on his face. He opened his eyes and saw a strange woman standing beside him, with her hands tightly protecting her chest. "Bastard, tell me, what did you do to me last night? Why? Why are my clothes all broken?"

Confused, Michael blurted out, "Miss, do I know you?"

"What? Do you want to pretend to know nothing after taking advantage of me? Last night... Why did you... " The girl's face turned red as she continued, as if she could bleed at any time.

She pointed at Michael and said angrily, "I'll call the police. You bastard!"

'Call the police? No, she couldn't. If my father knew it, I'm done!'

He jumped up in a hurry, held her hand and stopped her, "No, how can I be responsible for you? Tell me, I will be responsible for everything, as long as you don't call the police."

The girl immediately cut in, "Unless let me give you another slap!"

Michael wanted to say it was impossible, but his face immediately felt a burning pain. When he opened his eyes wide and was about to scold her, she had already run to the door of the parking lot, only a piece of paper on the ground dancing gently with the wind.

He bent down and picked it up. When he saw the apology letter, he smiled and said, "No wonder you are so angry. It seems that you have been abandoned."

In the house of the Du family, Lord Du was furious when he saw the drunken Michael who hadn't returned all night. He heavily pounded his crutch and said coldly, "I've arranged a blind date for you. Take a shower and go there to have a look."

"I'm not interested." Replied Michael expressionlessly.

Lord Du glared at him, "Are you going to piss me off before you listen to me? Let me tell you, if you don't go, you won't be able to step out of the door again!"

It was equivalent to directly imprisoning Michael. How painful it was for him, he finally agreed reluctantly. "Okay, I'll go!"

He went upstairs, simply changed his clothes and went to the appointed coffee shop. After he sat down, he ordered a cup of coffee. But when he was about to finish his coffee, he didn't see the woman he would have a blind date with. He took out some money from his wallet, put it on the table, and was about to leave.

At this time, his mobile phone rang, and the voice of Lord Du came out faintly, "Sit down!"

When he turned around, Michael saw Lord Du sitting on a stone bench on the street and watching him.

He had no choice but to sit down again and play the game on the phone, until a familiar voice rang in the opposite side, "Are you Michael?"

He raised his head and saw the woman standing there. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "It's you!"

The woman was the one who slapped him in the parking lot this morning. Although she had changed her clothes and looked much more ladylike, Michael still recognized her at a glance.

The woman's face darkened. She turned around and was about to leave. "Since it's you, there's no need for us to go on a blind date."

"Why not?"

Before Michael could react, he had reached out his hand to hold the woman's arm. With a sly smile, he said, "I think it's necessary. You've just been dumped by your boyfriend, and I'm also single. Let's make a couple, okay?"

"You!" The woman pointed at his nose and was too angry to say a word. After a long time, she gritted her teeth and said, "We can't be a couple, bastard!"

The smile at the corners of Michael's mouth was even wider. "Since you have said that I am a rogue, it seems that I have to be rogue once. Otherwise, how can I deserve the two slaps with no reason?"

He didn't know what was wrong with him. If it had been in normal times, he would have turned around and left immediately, eager to have no contact with her in the future. But today, he unexpectedly reached out and grabbed her.

He felt that if it was over, he would definitely regret in the future.

Regret? Regret for what? Michael didn't have much time to think about it at that moment.

At the same time, when Lord Du, who was sitting on the stone bench, saw this scene, his gloomy face finally eased a lot. The driver beside him said timely, "Lord Du, it seems that Mr. Michael's fate has come. You can rest assured."

Lord Du stood up and sighed, "Yes, I'll just wait to have a grandson. They all came earlier than me, and I was left behind... Let's go back."

In the cafe, there was still a stalemate between Michael and the woman. The atmosphere was inexplicably serious. After a while, the woman suddenly trotted. "No, you let me go first. I'm going to the bathroom. I can't hold it anymore."

Michael believed her words and let go of her immediately. However, when she ran out of the door, she didn't forget to make a face at him.

At this moment, there seemed to be something in his heart that was suddenly knocked open. Seeing her figure disappear in the sea of people, Michael raised the corners of his mouth and muttered, "Little

girl, do you think you can escape from me?"

Maybe the seed of destiny that belonged to Michael was sprouting quietly.