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Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 155

Summary for Chapter 155: Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart

Chapter overview: Chapter 155 from Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart

In this standout chapter of the Internet novel Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart, Quirinus Amalia introduces new challenges, powerful emotions, and major plot progress that captivate readers from beginning to end.

Carlo said to Sage, "If you are going to send Agnes back, send my brother back together. I will not go back to the Brook's Residence tonight."

"Alright!" Sage replied, he looked at Lucas in his arms and said, "Do you want to accompany Father and send Aunt to the Brook's Residence?"

Agnes was already very happy, "Lucas, come with us!"

"Can I accompany my aunt, Mummy?" Lucas asked Moira.

"Alright! Just go home early." Moira had no objections.

Just then, Agnes turned to Libby and said, "Sister Libby, I will find you a piece of paper and a brush, can you give me an autograph?"

"Of course." Libby smiled.

"Hm! Wait a moment, my schoolbag is in my brother's car."

Moira never thought that Agnes would actually want to catch up with the stars, and even liked Libby so much. Libby felt honored to have the little princess of the Maxwells as a fan.

The elevator stopped at the first floor with a "ding" sound, Moira and Libby walked out first. In the car park, three cars were getting closer. Agnes asked Sage to unlock the door, she quickly found a piece of paper and a pen.

Libby received it, and signed her name on the carriage frame. Her name was very poetic, and even drew a heart, causing Agnes to immediately jump in joy after getting the autograph, "Thank you Sister Libby, can I see you again?"

"Of course."

"Hm! Goodbye, sisters." Agnes politely waved her hand and walked to her brother's car.

Carlo's and Sage's cars were the first to drive out, while Moira's car slowly drove out.

In the carriage, Libby exhaled suddenly, as if she could finally relax.

Moira could not help but burst out laughing, "What happened? A meal makes you feel like you're at war!"

"My heart is tired!"

"Why didn't you settle the bill?" Moira asked curiously, because when she left, it was as if she had heard that Carlo had intentionally made Libby pay the bill.

Furthermore, on the dining table, Carlo had ordered so many expensive dishes, it seemed to be intentional.

"I was going to pay the bill! But, who would have thought that Carlo would come over again and steal my card. Not only did he not allow me to pay the bill, he even said that this meal was not counted in." Libby was speechless. She really wanted to invite the meal that she owed him.

Every time she saw him, that stinging scene from last time would appear in her mind. She couldn't remember a single time.

Although he was wearing an elegant suit tonight and his body was tall and straight, the image that he wasn't wearing any clothes left a deep impression on her.

Moira looked at her sympathetically, "He's going to fight you to the death, isn't he!?"

"Who knows, his thoughts are really hard to fathom." Libby leaned on the Driver tiredly.

Outside the window, the night sky was seductive, the night breeze was light and gentle, and her mind seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fuzziness.

"I didn't expect that Sage would bring him here tonight."

"Forget it, I don't blame you!" After she finished speaking, Libby squinted as she guessed curiously, "Just what does this man do!? He has the temperament of a successful person, but, if he is a famous person in the business circles, I will definitely know!"

Moira was also puzzled, "I'm not sure either."

"I saw him last time in the showroom. That's an advanced stage. He didn't appear in the stands, but he has his own suite lounge!"

Moira guessed, "Maybe he has a mysterious and powerful identity."

Mrs. Brook immediately exclaimed, "You don't know how envious I was when your mother gave birth to you. I really don't have the courage to give birth to one now, otherwise, I would have given birth to a daughter a long time ago. I really like daughters."

That way, she could experience what life it was like to have a daughter. Moreover, in the future, in order to let her son teach Agnes, Agnes might come to stay here every week.

She had to make the room pink and warm so that Agnes could live comfortably.

"Mom, how old is she? You're still setting up this color?" Behind them, Wade's voice whispered into the Mrs. Brook's ears.

"Agnes is still young." Mrs. Brook cast him a sidelong glance.

Agnes was carrying a pair of dolls, happily sizing them up, "Thank you, Auntie, I really like this room."

Sage looked at the time, went upstairs to find his son, and also took a glance at his sister's room, exhorting her, "The room has already been arranged for you, in this month, you must work hard."

"Ah... What time is it? I still have two pages homework of math." Only now did Agnes remember.

Black lines appeared on Sage's forehead. "Hurry and take it out and let Wade teach you how to do it."

Mrs. Brook turned her head to look at her son, "Wade, then you will teach Agnes. We will be leaving first."

"Yes!" Wade nodded.

Sage brought Lucas and followed Mrs. Brook.

Agnes brought her schoolbag over. The first thing she did was not take the homework book, but rather, she cut the page which was drew a big heart that Libby signed for her.

Wade waited at the side for a while, his brows furrowed, "Where's your homework?"

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