The air in the ward once dropped to zero.
Oliver Aitken has been fond of George Smith like a grandson for a long time, but what's the use? Didn't Jian Emily just let his father-in-law want to do what he wanted?
He was also really angry. Even though the clay figurines are three-pointed, he and Emily Aitken are torn apart today, and George Smith will not look at him in the future, instead of being a slave to George Smith and making George Smith look down on him. , It would be better to let go, Oliver Aitken struck his neck and said: "Go away, the affairs of our Aitken family have something to do with you!"
"Dad, of course you can disagree with my request, but you know the Geogre family that I will let George spare no effort to suppress the Aitken family and ruin the foundation you created by yourself. You know that I am not alarmist. George Smith also has it. This ability."
She stepped on her high heels and made a dull sound, which sounded like a demon coming from hell. She leaned down and looked at Oliver Aitken's eyes firmly.
He sneered and said: "The house you live in is already your mother's property. It's just because she was in a car accident on the day of her divorce. You have to know that once I appeal, you will get out of the villa, and all the RV business you care about will no longer exist."
"Bitch, I want to clean up you for the ancestors of the Aitken family."
Grandma Ferguson roared, hands already pinched to Emily Aitken's waist. The mother of Aitken had suffered from the crime for the first few years after she married. Grandma Ferguson was as clear as Der Spiegel. She was sure that Emily Aitken was not. She dared to fight back, thinking of her son being fainted by anger, she didn't even spare any effort to play the black hand.
George Smith didn't bother to do anything to a woman, let alone an old lady. His fists were clenched and ready to go, but there was nowhere to go. His eyes flashed a bit harshly, and he quickly threatened: "If you move her again, I will do it. Throw your son into jail."
He swears that if this dead old lady doesn't know what is good or bad, even if it is a woman, even if it is an old lady, he will definitely do it, and the knuckles of his fist will make a "creaking" sound, and his patience is also to the extreme.
Fortunately, no matter how much Grandma Ferguson hated Emily Aitken's mother and daughter, and no matter how she might do her best at home, her son was her lifeblood, so she stopped immediately.
Emily Aitken turned her head back: "Grandma, it's not that you taught your mother to have three obediences and four virtues. When you get married, you have to be your in-laws. You can't think about your natal family? You can't give a penny to your natal family. I don't dare to forget it at all!"
How many big winds and waves did the old lady Aitken have seen? Which mouth of the old neighbor's old neighbourhood is faster than her? I never dreamed that if I educate my daughter-in-law, my granddaughter would take him out and slap him in the face.
The old lady Aitken 's face was green and white, she was not saying anything.
Emily Aitken didn't pay attention to her either, turned around and slapped the file heavily on the cabinet beside the bed, and shouted, "Sign!"
Oliver Aitken was frightened by his daughter's roar, and the needle almost jumped out of his veins. After screaming for a long time, his eyes were almost staring. Not only did he not take out the words he had just discussed with his mother and accuse Emily Aitken, he was also crushed by her. At one point, he really signed it like this, he couldn't let anything go, and he was really unwilling.
"Oliver Aitken, if you really want to watch Aitken 's demise, just be there, I'm leaving now!" Emily Aitken's attitude is stiff, even "Dad" doesn't bother to be polite with him.
Oliver Aitken didn't know what he was thinking, he nodded and smiled: "I sign, I sign."
The two of them had torn their faces to this point, and Oliver Aitken could still laugh out as if nothing had happened, it was really cheeky.
Emily Aitken got the equity, and didn't want to stay with the Aitken family for a second, took George Smith's hand, and quickly left the ward.
Old Mrs. Aitken waited for them to leave, and sipped on the floor: "What are you pretending, little girl. A cousin."
Leaving Oliver Aitken’s ward, even the air became unusually fresh. Emily Aitken took a deep breath, but she couldn’t get happy. Suddenly she bowed her head and said to George Smith in frustration: "George Smith, sorry, recent events Too many, I promised my dad that I didn’t tell you about it."
George Smith felt distressed and violently ravaged her hair: "Don't say sorry to me, you help me cheat grandma, of course I can use it for you, and when grandma chooses a good day, we will start the wedding banquet. I know that George Smith didn’t give a bride price when I got married. It’s definitely not my style to be so low. You can save me money like that, Mrs. Smith, don’t blame yourself.”
use!
Emily Aitken's heart suddenly throbbed. She did say that she wanted to use the identity of Mrs. Smith to find out the truth about her mother's car accident, but... now things seem to be gradually becoming uncontrollable.
Especially, after hearing the words behind him, Emily Aitken couldn't tell the relationship between the two, whether it was just a special benefit transaction or something else.
She raised her head, the broken hair on George Smith's forehead fluttered in the wind, and the sycamore leaves on both sides of the path were also swaying and falling on the ground just swept by the cleaner. There was no anger or joking on his face, just that. With a familiar face, he slowly approached Emily Aitken and was shocked, and quickly jumped back two steps.
"Huh , okay, by the way, I haven't been to see Amy for several days, I'll go first." There was an embarrassment on her face.
She didn't want to be watched.
Amy Campbell did not live in the same hospital with Oliver Aitken. When George Smith reacted, the cunning woman had already run far away. He couldn't help but smile and quickly followed her.
In the ward, there were silver bells of laughter from time to time. As Amy's best friend, she was indeed negligent in her duty these past two days.
With guilt and anxiety, Emily Aitken knocked on the door.
The person who came to open the door was Olivia. She was delighted when she saw Emily Aitken, and then looked at George Smith. There was a trace of hatred and a strong killing intent in her eyes, but it was fleeting, Emily Aitken suspected that she felt wrong.
Rubbing her eyes, Olivia squinted and gently took the fruit basket in her hand, welcoming her in, and said to Amy Campbell on the bed: "Amy, who do you see?"
Amy Campbell turned his back to the door and didn't even turn his head, in a decisive tone: "Olivia, I don't want to see him, let him go."
"Then I can get off~" Emily Aitken exclaimed pretending to be sad.
As soon as he heard that the person was not him, Amy Campbell suddenly became energetic, and a carp sat up and said angrily: "Emily , I said that I watched me every day, and I just came here for a day and slipped away."
Both knew it was a joke. Emily Aitken smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I'm too busy." Then, he broke a banana from the fruit basket, peeled the skin for Amy Campbell, and joked: "Apologize to the Queen. , Please forgive my little brother for his busy schedule."
Amy Campbell still had this tacit understanding with her. She immediately looked deserted, like a real queen, and stared intently: "Okay, okay, for the sake of you peeling bananas to this hostess, I will forgive you." ."
Emily Aitken twisted the arm holding the banana to the back and hugged her tightly with the other hand.
No one broke the beautiful moment of the two. After a long time, Emily Aitken let go of her reluctantly, handed the banana to her mouth, and fed it to her.
"I haven't come to see you these past two days. Are you better?"
Amy Campbell's cheeks were bulging. She nodded and swallowed the banana: "Well, Olivia has been taking care of me."