Timothy Greene looked at Wendy Johnson’s scarred face, swallowed the latter words back, and changed his mouth to say, “You are the one who almost lost the identity of Randall painter.”
Wendy Johnson was trying to save Manman, and this face was injured and scarred.
When the car was about to explode, Wendy Johnson dragged the tendrils out regardless of life and death.
Now Manman’s heart is transplanted to Wendy Johnson.
So, anyone can doubt Wendy Johnson, he can’t!
Moreover, it is not very good for Juliana Lewis to say such words, and it is very hateful.
Wendy Johnson bowed his head and smiled gently: “She didn’t say anything wrong. What are you angry with her? As for engagement, it is only a temporary measure. In the future, Brother Ting Shen has someone he likes, so it is good for us to break off the engagement.”
Timothy Greene was relieved to see her so gentle and considerate.
However, Timothy Greene seriously said to Wendy Johnson: “Wan Wan, I like Manman, and I only like Manman in my life.”
Hearing this, Wendy Johnson’s hand moved slightly, and with great endurance, he didn’t clench his fist.
Wendy Johnson looked up at Timothy Greene with a gentle smile: “I know that Brother Ting Shen was engaged to me to help me this time.”
Wendy Johnson lowered his eyes: “I have never liked anyone before, but since I changed my heart, I like to stick to Brother Ting Shen.”
Timothy Greene looked at her and said, “Wan Wan, there is no second man in the world. She is unique, and you are always Wendy Johnson.”
Even if you transplant Manman’s heart, you are still Wendy Johnson!
Wendy Johnson’s face was pale, and she forced a weak smile: “Brother Ting Shen, I am tired and want to sleep.”
Timothy Greene took Wendy Johnson upstairs and didn’t leave until she fell asleep.
As soon as he left, Wendy Johnson in the night opened his eyes, looked coldly at the ceiling, and then closed them again.
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Juliana Lewis, holding his mobile phone here, was angry for a long time.
Benson Leach came up and hugged her from behind. “Angry?”
He watched, and she was almost fried.
Juliana Lewis took a deep breath before he let himself swear: “Timothy Greene didn’t believe me, so he believed Wendy Johnson, and said that I would talk nonsense again and ask me to take care of myself!”
Benson Leach bowed his head and kissed her forehead. “Don’t be angry, it’s expected.”
After a long time, Benson Leach sank and said, “After all, you are Juliana Lewis now.”
Except for her and him, the whole world knows that she is Juliana Lewis, not Miranda Sanchez.
She is Miranda Sanchez and cannot be made public.
It is human nature to be close and distant.
Juliana Lewis knew, but he couldn’t help but get angry, because the more Timothy Greene believed in Wendy Johnson and protected her now, the more he couldn’t accept the fact that Wendy Johnson was the murderer in the future.
This is another destruction for Timothy Greene.
She will also scruple about Timothy Greene and tie her hands behind her back.
Juliana Lewis was in Benson Leach’s arms, slowly calming down her anger. She asked him, “How are you recently? Are you going to have an attack?”
Benson Leach grabbed her hand and put it in her palm to play: “Recently, I take medicine on time every day, and my wife is pregnant, so I control it well.”
On several occasions, Benson Leach almost got sick, but because of the medicine prepared by Juliana Lewis, he could ease it by taking it quickly.
However, he still can’t move with her.
This wife is in her arms. She can see, hug and kiss, but she can’t eat.
For Benson Leach, it is also a torture.
When can I eat my little wife dry and wipe it off?