Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 67

Moira thought about not accepting, but she bit her lip, wanting to hear what he wanted to say.

"Hey!" Her voice was cold as she asked.

"It's me!" Morgan's low and deep voice was transmitted over in a magnetic manner.

"I know it's you. Is something the matter?" Moira continued to speak coldly.

"I've cancelled my engagement!" Morgan calmly said from the side.

"I know, Molly just called and scolded me. It's your business to cancel your engagement, but why did you drag me into the matter?" Moira scolded, a little annoyed.

Morgan, on the other side, was obviously startled for a few seconds. He didn't expect that after five years, Moira would no longer be that obedient girl. Her body seemed to have some sort of thorn on it, but he discovered that he liked her even more.

"I'm sorry, although I've pulled you in, that's what I want to tell everyone. I still have you in my heart, and no one can replace you in my life." In Morgan's calm voice, there was also a trace of sadness.

"Morgan, what exactly do you want to do?" Moira was a little angry. What was the use of saying all this now? To her, it was simply nonsense.

"I miss you." Morgan said in a simple and direct manner.

Moira's heart still clenched slightly as she bit her lips and said, "Morgan, do you need me to remind you again? You and I have finished, and there will be no more possibilities in the future, do you understand?"

"There is nothing in this world that can truly end. Once it is over, we can start over."

"You...." Moira also discovered that Morgan had changed and had become shameless.

"See you." Moira decisively hung up.

On the other end of the phone, Morgan was currently sitting in his sportscar as he stared at his phone that had hung up. The corner of his mouth hooked up into a smile, "Since you've said 'see you' to me, that means we can meet again. Moira, even if I don't marry in this life, I'm still willing to protect you."

She had watched over her son, and he over her.

Moira ignored all magazines and read music. At noon, she ate a meal in the coffee shop and then went to pick up her son in the afternoon.

When she thought of how that man wanted to smash open a big hole in her house and rebuild the door, she felt an incomparable amount of resentment.

At the Garcia's Residence.

Molly was brought back. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and even her makeup was tear-stained. She didn't look like a bride-to-be at all. It was an unspeakable mockery.

Melissa was mad. Her daughter's perfectly fine marriage had just been destroyed by Moira's return just like that. She and her daughter must have had the same idea that Moira must have deliberately carried them on her back to find Morgan, then used some method to force Morgan to cancel the marriage, causing her daughter to feel heartbroken and despair.

She knew that her daughter had gone to bed with Morgan five years ago, so Moira came back to take her revenge.

Moira didn't want to be outdone, so she quickly walked into the school. When she arrived, she saw Sage hugging her son and kissing him. Lucas looked at her and immediately called out softly, "Mommy!"

Moira walked to the man's side and looked up at him. She asked unhappily, "What are you doing out here?" Didn't I ask you to take care of the house for me?"

Sage's long, narrow eyes narrowed. "What's so good about your family?"

"If something is lost, I'll make it up to you." Moira just didn't feel at ease. He was the one who brought her here, and even if her family didn't lose anything, what if something happened?

"Mommy, did Daddy make you angry again?" Lucas's little friend had already calmed down when he saw his father's mother arguing.

Before Moira could reply, a deep and pleasant voice gently rang out. "Son, let's go home!"

Moira followed behind this man. His tall body was walking in front, and Lucas was sitting on his sturdy arms. He felt very uncomfortable.

When Moira saw that he was carrying her son home, she could only run over and drive her car in the direction of home. Just as she stopped at the garage, she saw the man come over with the little guy in his arms. "Have the door done?" Moira asked.

"It's done." Sage answered calmly.

Moira was slightly surprised. His people were so efficient? It only took half a day to install a door?

She could not believe it. In the elevator, just as it was about to close, the mother and her daughter hurriedly pressed open again. That woman was in her early thirties, and it could be seen that she liked to chat with people. "Nice to see you again, Mrs. Garcia. Every time you go with your husband to pick up your son, that damn guy in my house doesn't have that kind of time!"