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Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 211

Summary for Chapter 211: Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart

Chapter summary of Chapter 211 – Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart by Quirinus Amalia

In Chapter 211, a key chapter of the acclaimed Internet novel Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart by Quirinus Amalia, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart.

She no longer wanted to eat here. Melissa always did these kinds of actions, making her feel depressed, and thus, she was not in the mood to eat.

And she thought, Sage definitely did not want to eat this meal, so she could only say to him, "Alright! Then let's find an excuse to leave!"

Sage heard her softening voice, just now, he was controlled by jealousy and had treated her roughly, but in his heart he was a little regretful, he pulled her and said towards the direction of the hall, "An excuse for me."

In the hall, Morgan was currently taking the painting that Elias handed to him. He held the painting and stopped moving, and did not leave, as if he was waiting to see Moira and leave.

And at this time, outside the door, Moira and Sage's figures walked in at the same time. Sage was still handing her with ten fingers tightly.

Seated on the sofa, Molly looked at their intimate expressions, and felt so jealous that she was about to burst into flames. Why was Sage so precious to Moira? Everywhere she went, he'd always be holding onto her? It was as though she was afraid of losing it.

Morgan's expression was also somewhat ugly. Even though he had decided to let go of his feelings for Moira, there were some emotions that he couldn't control.

Especially, wherever Sage went, he would hold Moira tightly at his side, showing off his sovereignty to him. Morgan was also a person who had a high position throughout the year, and he really didn't like this kind of provocation.

"Uncle, I have something that I need to leave for. Moira and I will not stay for the meal." Sage said.

Elias was startled, "The food has already been prepared, it's almost time to eat, what matters are you in such a rush to leave?"

"Something is wrong with my company, I have to hurry over to take care of it, Moira and I will leave first."

After he finished speaking, Sage pulled Moira and was about to leave. Moira was still thinking about how to handle the photos as she let go of his hand and said, "Wait, let me take the bag."

Sage could only let go of her hands as she walked to the sofa and grabbed her bag. At the same time, he carried the cardboard box with her, causing Sage's face to sink.

Why she didn't forget to bring it when she left?

Moira walked to his side while holding the photo, "Let's go!" She turned around and said to his father, "Dad, I'm sorry. I'll come back for dinner next time."

With that, she left first.

Behind him, Morgan looked at her back, the hand he used to hold the painting tightened, a reluctance to part from her could be expressed in words.

Unfortunately, other than sending her off, he didn't even have the qualifications to chase after her.

Melissa did not expect Sage and Moira to leave without eating, so she said to Morgan: "Morgan, why don't you stay for dinner?!"

Actually, in Melissa's heart, she still hoped for Morgan and her own daughter to have an outcome!

Morgan said coldly, "I still have things to do, so I'll be leaving first."

With that, he too left in large strides.

After a good dinner, only the three people of the Garcia Family were left to eat. Elias felt very regretful.

Molly also felt disappointed, as she was unable to perform well in front of Sage. Melissa, on the other hand, was well aware of the fact that she had offended Morgan.

Moira gave the car key to Sage to drive, and when Sage drove the car, he thought of something, and said to her coldly, "Don't move the pictures onto my car, I'm annoyed."

Moira blinked, "At least let me move them back! Do you want me to throw it in the dustbin?"

When Sage heard that she was bringing them back to deal with his expression turned better, "Alright, when we go back, burn all these photos in front of me."

"I'm still alive! What's the use of burning pictures?" Moira did not like this.

"Why did you explain it so clearly? Are you afraid that I will misunderstand you?"

"Weren't you mistaken just now?" Moira was a little angry when she thought of his rough and punishing kiss.

"Alright, I apologize. I'm sorry." Sage did not put on airs, he immediately admitted his wrongs.

This time, it was Moira's turn to feel embarrassed. She did not want him to apologize, she just hoped that the jealousy did not happen again.

"Alright, I accept your apology." Moira looked out the window and replied softly.

On the street, a red neon light flashed, the entire street looked like a golden dragon, it was not romantic at all. Sage pressed on the music, and it seemed to be filled with even more feelings.

Arriving at a restaurant, the two went up together. Without saying a word, Moira immediately ordered her favorite dishes, which she supplemented with a few other dishes. A few minutes later, the dessert arrived first.

Moira was not courteous, she picked up her fork and forked a sweet potato ball into her mouth, then puffed up her cheeks as she started to eat.

Sage looked at her. This girl was the only one who revealed her true nature in front of him.

"I'm going to sleep at my place tonight. From tomorrow onwards, I'm going to work." Moira thought that since her son was not in his house, there was no need for her to stay.

Sage's hand that was drinking the red wine paused, a pair of deep eyes stared straight at her, "Alright, go back wherever you want to go!"

Moira was slightly startled, she had thought that this man would have an opinion, but after thinking about it, since her son was not by her side, she was free to do whatever she wanted, so she didn't need to be interfered with!

Could it be that she had been used to his domineering ways recently, and had developed a sense of servility?

Moira's chopping of the steak became even more intense, as if she was silently protesting against something.

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