Gorgeous Couple’s Sweet Love novel Chapter 128

I pursed my lips and whispered, "There is a man with her now."

Upon hearing that, Joel shook his head crazily. "So what? I don't care. I really don't care at all. I just want to take her to a doctor."

"According to her, that man is all the doctor she needs now." I hesitated for a long time and said, "She is staying with a man who can make her happy, and that is what she needs to cure herself."

Joel gritted his teeth and asked, "Who is that man?"

"I know him, but... I really can't tell you."

If I did, he would find that man.

Joel smiled and said, "I deserve this! Everything I have done has gotten me here! It's my fault. It's my own fault!"

All of a sudden, Joel got up and went downstairs. I followed him. When he opened the door, I took his arm and asked, "Where are you going?"

He flung his hand and made me fall to the ground!

I let out a moan in pain.

When he heard that, he immediately turned around and held me in his arms. He cried ignoring his image in front of so many people. He said in a suppressed voice, "Em, help me."

I looked up and saw a pair of mocking eyes. Then I reached out and patted him on the back and comforted him, "Don't be sad."

Joel said sadly, "Em, I'm really sad."

I persuaded, "It will be fine, Joel."

He released me. I took out a tissue and handed it to him. He ignored it and got on the car, saying, "Em, leave me alone."

Just now Joel intended to write the company's share transfer letter, but he was just too sad and impulsive.

After he left, I looked at the man who sneered at me and asked, "Isn't it working time? Why are you here?"

"I wanted to give you a gift, but I didn't expect to see our Mr. Shears crying a rive. Wouldn't that be sweet if the journalists were to find out?"

Benjamin snorted and said, "I've always thought that there was something wrong with you and Joel, but you always explained that you're good friends!"

I said sourly, "We are indeed good friends."

Benjamin said jokingly, "The boundaries between good friends are too ambiguous, unless you are siblings. But is it possible that Joel is your brother?"

He was just joking. I calmed down and said, "If he is my brother, I don't have to work my a*s off like this. Who dares to bully me if I were a real Shears?"

"That's true." He agreed.

Benjamin tossed me a box and said, "Your New Year present."

He paused and said, "Stay away from Joel in the future."

Amused, I asked, "And why should I do that?"

Benjamin said with a slight smile, "I dare you not to."

He said this and left. I looked at the box in my hand and felt a little confused. Should I open it?

I hesitated for a moment before opening it and was pleasantly surprised. There was a thick stack of photos in it, photos of Ellis ever since he was born.

I stood at the door of the company and looked at them one by one, and most of them were taken with Ellis and Benjamin. The scene of a handsome man holding a cute baby was really touching.

If he was so gentle as to hold Emy... I didn't dare to think about it anymore and hurriedly put the photos into the box.

On the way to the airport, I received a text from Benjamin. I was very curious how he knew my number.

He said, "I have a video of our son. Do you want it?"

Video? From he was an infant?

I replied, "Sure."

"Unblock me," replied Benjamin.

Benjamin was referring to Twitter. Although I knew that he was tricking me, I still did what he said.

Benjamin immediately sent me the video. In the video, it was the scene of Ellis's third birthday. He was as handsome as ever and was asking Benjamin about his mother. Benjamin patiently said, "Mom is back at home. We will be able to see here very soon."

Ellis asked, "When?"

"When you are old enough to protect her."

Benjamin's words were a childish lie, but Ellis believed it. Not only that, Ellis even kissed Benjamin happily.

I turned off the video with my eyes red. Then I saw the message from Benjamin, he said, "Be a good girl and you might see more of these."

I swore that I would get back at him with Emy.

When I got on the plane and looked out of the window at the sea of clouds, I felt very sad. Benjamin and I each had one of our children.

The two children could never reunite.

I took many flights in four different countries before getting to Irelan. All I did was to prevent Benjamin from finding out where I was. But now, it was evening, and my aunt and her family came to pick me up. I took Emy from her and held her in my arms.

Why didn't he go home? Why was he only wearing a thin black hoody and revealing his ankles in the cold winter?

I stood there for a long time until the owner of the bakery came out and said to him angrily, "Get the f*ck out of my sight, you little hooligan! People are gonna think that you are a slave of mine or something! I already gave you the bread you wanted but you are still here every day like a godd*mned dog! Get lost!"

How could he say such things to a kid?

The teenager's eyes were cold as he looked at the owner. He pursed his lips as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he chose to leave.

After he left, I went to the bakery and asked the owner, "Who's that little boy? Doesn't he have a home?"

The owner explained a bit awkwardly, "He is a wandering child who has been around here for three months. His clothes and food were all donated by the neighbors on this street, but after a long time, everyone's sympathy has been worn out."

"What about the local government?" I asked.

The owner said mercilessly, "They got enough on their plate already."

I bit my lip and left. Looking at the direction in which he left, I chose to follow him. It was not until a long time later that I realized why I followed him because he was too similar to Zack and Benjamin, but he was way too much unfortunate than them.

Benjamin and Zack had a carefree childhood but the boy now. I looked at him sitting at a porch and went over.

I passed him the bread in my arms and said softly, "Are you hungry? I just bought some bread. Would you like to have some with me?"

I was afraid that I would scare him.

He tilted his head to look at me, his eyes still cold.

I took out my bread and heard his cold tone. "I... I'm not a dog. I'm just hungry, and I wasn't going to stay there anyway."

"I know." I handed him the bread. He hesitated for a long time but finally reached out to take it. Seeing that he was wolfing down the bread, I asked distressedly, "Kid, when was the last time you ate?"

He was silent and did not answer me.

After he drank a bottle of milk, he said in a slightly soft tone, "Thank you, I'll pay you back when I have the money."

"Sure."

It was silent again.

I asked softly, "What's your name?"

"Anthony."

"Anthony what?"

"Anthony Khan."