Those young ladies who only know how to spend money, eat, drink, and have fun, can’t lift a shoulder, can’t lift a hand, what use are they? Marry them just to display them like a vase?
And constantly make yourself angry?
No, no, that picture is too beautiful, he doesn’t dare to look directly at it.
"It’s not up to you to refuse, this time it’s settled, you have to go."
Alan Morgan sighed and waved his hand impatiently.
"Alright, I’ll go."
He’s really had enough, he can’t resist her at all.
"Okay, okay, don’t forget when the time comes, don’t just look at looks, check the character, and also, don’t choose those disreputable ones."
No matter what kind of banquet, some troublesome people will always slip in.
"Got it."
He casually agreed, then headed straight upstairs.
Returning to his room, he sighed and went straight to the bathroom, taking off his shirt.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Alan Morgan frowned deeply.
Why does he remember everything, but just forgot Shirley Grant?
......
After washing up, he sat in front of the computer to investigate Shirley Grant’s whereabouts.
Many past events have been clarified, according to the materials investigated, he seems to hate Shirley Grant a lot.
Thinking of this, he opened his email and clicked on an unread message.
After reading it, he fell silent.
Shirley Grant was previously locked on an island by Alan’s mother, later she escaped, but that boat was ransacked, and countless people died.
Looking at this news, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.
Large beads of sweat rolled down, Alan Morgan sat in front of the computer pressing tightly on his heart.
So painful!
His head also hurt!
Like something was exploding!
In his mind, many images appeared, each with Shirley Grant’s face.
"I’m very materialistic, so, you’ll give me money."
"Alan Morgan, I know you hate me, but how could I not hate you too."
"I’m not that stupid, foolishly waiting there for you."
"If you only hate me, then there’s no need to degrade yourself, the best revenge on me is to live better, isn’t it?"
"I said I don’t like you, do you believe it?"
The head hurts so much!
Alan Morgan sat there, clenching his teeth tightly.
......
Time, it erases all pain.
By the time Alan managed to compose himself, his shirt was already soaked through.
Sweat dripped drop by drop from his hair.
He slowly lifted his pale face and closed his eyes in pain.
What hate, he clearly knows, he loves her!
Seven years have passed, each time he used hate as an excuse to secretly hide her in his heart.
But only he knows how intense his love is.
Thinking of this, he rushed downstairs quickly.
Without changing his clothes, he rushed to the hospital.
Hospital——
In the white ward, Gerry Peary was sitting there drinking soup, while Alan’s mother tidied up things nearby.
Looking up, they saw Alan Morgan, drenched, appear at the door, both a little surprised.
"Dad?"
Gerry Peary widened his eyes, never having seen his dad so unkempt before.
Alan Morgan stood there, not looking at Gerry Peary, but staring intently at Alan’s mother.
"Alan? What’s wrong?"
Alan’s mother sensed something wrong with Alan, and immediately came over.
"I remember everything now."
Alan Morgan stood there, clenching his fists, his eyes filled with anger.
Alan’s mother heard this and stepped back two paces.
"What does it matter if you remember? Hasn’t that woman hurt you enough?"
Chapter 1186: 1188: I Remember Everything
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