Happy Mommy Happy Daddy full novel
Chapter 93

Chapter 93 You Actually mentioned Divorce to Me?

"Mr. Rowan...?"

Elena weakly grabbed Samir's trousers and looked at him pitifully. "You should now know how dirty and hateful Alora is, right?" "She was clearly the one who did all those things. She insisted on venting her anger on me and even beat me up like this..." Elena pointed at the bruises and swelling on her face, her voice full of tears. "Although it hurts, I am happy

too."

"At the very least, I helped you, Mr. Rowan, to recognize Alora's true colors..."

The woman's words made Samir frown lightly.

He coldly kicked away Elena's hand and looked down at her bruised face. "If anything happens to Alora today, I will make all of your Van family accompany her in death!" After that, the man turned around and walked in the direction of the car.

"Sir, do you want to call a doctor for her?" Mathias was stunned.

This woman had been beaten by his wife....

And it seemed that she had been seriously injured.

"She was injured in an alley at her door. Is she going to die?" Samir asked without looking up. Mathias, "..."

It seemed to make sense.

"Send people out to look for her and check the surveillance. I want to know where Alora is!"

After getting into the car, Samir called Alora with his mobile phone and ordered.

"Yes!"

Sitting on the bus, Alora's mobile phone rang crazily.

She looked at it for a while.

Then she immediately muted her phone.

Right now, her heart was in a mess, and she had no mood to accompany Anne in acting.

Putting the phone back into her bag, Alora looked up at the sky outside the window and sighed deeply.

It had clearly been a cloudless sunny day just now, but now it was covered with dark clouds, and the dark clouds were so low that it seemed as if they were going to smash down. Just like her mood.

Before she went to the Van family, she was still happy because Samir had said that he did not dislike her, but now, there was only gloom left.

But these were indeed the consequences that she should bear.

Everyone had to pay the price for their youth. She had been stupid enough to be willing to do anything for Truett, no matter how excessive it was. Her phone was still vibrating in her bag.

Alora raised her eyes and stared blankly at the sky outside the window. Her lips curled into a bitter smile.

From now on, she could no longer be like before and pretend that nothing had happened.

Samir called Alora more than ten times, but there was no response.

It was raining heavily outside the window.

The man threw his phone to the side in frustration. His slender fingers covered his eyes. "Have you checked the surveillance?"

"Yes, I have."

In the face of the boss who was about to get angry at any time, Mathias did not even dare to breathe loudly. "Madam got on the bus on Route 207. She should be at the final stop now..." Samir frowned. "Where is the terminal of Route 207?"

"At..."

"At the South Mountain Cemetery." Mathias hesitated for a moment.

Samir's eyes suddenly turned cold! The image of the weak and pale Alora kneeling in front of the small tombstone appeared before his eyes.

"Let's go there!"

The sudden heavy rain swallowed the entire Banyan City.

In the midst of the lightning and thunder, all the cars were forced to slow down.

However, the black Maserati was like a sharp sword, moving directly from the center of the city to the South Mountain Cemetery.

In the cemetery of the South Mountain Cemetery.

Alora sat in front of the small tombstone, her arms tightly hugging the blank tombstone.

Her child was a premature baby, only eight months old.

There was no name, no face. She only knew that she had had a car accident and stayed in the hospital. When she had her memories, it was already half a year later.

Justin told her that her child was gone, but the money had already been obtained, and Truett was fine. She cried for a long, long time.

Even from the beginning, she knew that this child was destined to have nothing to do with her. Even if she was born, she would never have anything to do with her for the rest of her life.

But she did not expect that her child would not live for a day. She once asked Justin about the details of the half-year when she lost her memory.

Justin only said that she was mad because she was too sad about the child.

He even showed her the proof that she had lived in the madhouse.

Looking at her treatment records, Alora finally confirmed that her child was dead.

Justin said that it was a boy. When he was born, his body was blue and purple, and his body was not kept.

So the grave in her arms was empty.

The child had no name, so the tombstone was empty.

And at this moment, her heart was empty.

The woman hugged the tombstone tightly, her tears pouring down like the heavy rain in the sky.

The rain and tears mixed together. She grabbed the tombstone fiercely with her fingers. "Mom should have followed you back then..."

From the moment she promised to be a surrogate mother, she should have known that she had personally ruined her future.

In the end, she had to suffer the consequences.

She should have died with her child.

She should not have wished for her future to be bright and sunny. She should not have felt that meeting James and Steve was salvation for her past life. The woman hugged the tombstone and cried. "Sir, that must be Madam..."

The black Maserati stopped at the entrance of the cemetery. Mathias looked at the woman who was sitting on the ground and crying with the tombstone in her arms in shock. Although Madam was sometimes adorable, she was beautiful most of the time. This was the first time Mathias had seen her lose her composure like this... "Sir..."

Before he could finish his words, the car door suddenly opened. "Alora."

In the heavy rain, the man's low voice was steady and powerful. Alora, who had been holding the tombstone and crying, was stunned and subconsciously raised her head. A man in black stood in front of her with an umbrella, covering her whole body under the umbrella. His eyes were full of anxiety and anger.

The woman was stunned.

In the end, he still cared.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have chased her here so angrily. After a while, Alora raised her head and looked at Samir's face. "As expected of Mr. Rowan, you came so quickly." "It's too late now," the woman said, her voice a little hoarse and trembling after crying. It was already a little dark.

Alora looked at Samir, her gaze no longer warm and attached. "Tomorrow."

"I will stay at Anne's house tonight. I will go back tomorrow to pack my luggage. We will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to divorce..." Since he cared about her past, she did not have to stay by his side. It was time to wake up after a big dream. Unfortunately, she did not have time to prepare a farewell dinner for Steve and James.

Samir frowned.

He threw away the umbrella and pulled Alora up. He stared at her coldly. "You didn't answer my call. I looked for you for more than half of Banyan City, and you actually mentioned divorce to me?" "Alora, let me tell you, I won't divorce. You can't escape from me for the rest of your life!"