udder. This man, the father of the child she once carried in her

he not tell him that she was not Delilah that night at t

his has alre

g and silent. The fissure, unwillingness, helplessness, anger and despair in

Aaron disgustedly kicked the pained woman on the groun

t bit animated, and replied with difficulty: "I ......

felt an unprecedented burst of rage, his good cultivation being thrown aside. Raisi

od who had mistakenly entered the mortal world. But she only felt a pang of fear

just for money. Gin

d toward Gina and coffee. Gina looked towards the coffee she had bought b

ilently climbed up, briefly tidied up the sk

ig step out and clutching her wrist tightly. This woman had d

g the thought of demolishing and swallowing this filthy woman into her belly, Aaron let go of his hand

her to lose her child. Gina felt like a mole, being called aro

Aaron could s

irectly into the eyes of the man in front of her, the look

an. Looking away from her, he flexed his fingers and pulled a credit card from his wallet, tossing it casually

ed roses stood in the company where Delilah was down

flower language of red roses

for him, but n

hat kind of surprised demeanor she should take it with, and then caref

smile, but it was for that woman. The woman who was his chil

who sent Miss Lucida, she led Gina upstairs in a humble Delilaher and kn

ving a large handful of red roses in her hand, raising her face to reveal a sweet smile

body. She looked up as if she remembered something and raised her head to look at Gina with sincere eyes, her voice sweet:

world, Gina was unable to speak, so she could only force out a

ose bouquet fell to the ground, and she was cupping her right index finger with her left hand - the tip of her fingertip was slowly bubbling o

n front of her, not knowing for a moment what had happened. She her

hing the expressionless Aaron take a long leg and cross over hers

er waist slowly opened his lips and the words he s

aw