Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

It was almost ten o’clock when I got back from the kindergarten, Alice had been sleeping after arriving home and did not wake up at noon.

There was no fever or cold, just sleep and a trance-like mental state.

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After lunch, Blanca Roach sat by Alice’s bedside and held her little hand for a while.

Blanca Roach’s original single-minded attitude towards work has loosened, and she is perhaps more interested in spending time with her family.

Having Alice with a nanny all day, with only a small amount of bonding time each day, is not the right way to spend time together at all.

What good is it to give a child the best environment, but without the love of a parent.

When Matthew Grant entered, he saw Blanca Roach wiping her tears. When she heard the door open, Blanca Roach tried to take them back, but when she saw it was Matthew Grant, her mouth deflated even more.

When Blanca Roach didn’t come out for a long time, Matthew Grant could guess that she was either crying or asleep inside.

Daughter sleep, Blanca Roach can not be mindless sleep, then only crying.

Open the door and see that it is so.

Matthew Grant stood behind Blanca Roach, put his arm around her and let her lean on his waist.

“Matthew Grant, let’s drop the work a little and spend more time with Alice.”

“Hmm.”

Matthew Grant and Blanca Roach are not considered to be people with intact families of origin, so in this regard of child care, it is obvious that the mental aspect of the investment is not as much as the material aspect of giving.

It was only after today’s incident that Blanca Roach realized that some things pass too quickly and that Alice would have less time with them in the future.

Alice is only two years old now, and at this age, she needs to spend more time with her.

Alice slept intermittently until late afternoon, waking up in the middle of the night and seeing her mom and dad there, she went back to sleep.

The last time she woke up was when she saw her nanny Xenia.

Alice had slept for a long day, but when she saw Xenia, who had been with her, she suddenly came to life and refused to let go of her.

Blanca Roach and Matthew Grant look at each other and feel a bitterness in their hearts. Alice prefers her longest-standing nanny to her parents.

Something had to change.

-The evening breeze was strong.

The evening breeze, the sun licked by the tip of the waves, and finally the water and sky merged into one.

A white scarf sways in the wind as Winnie sits on the beach, staring into the dark purple sky, hollow and confused.

After handing over her dress to Mrs. Brady from S. Thailand, Winnie stayed behind her in this hotel with a sea view, and now she especially wanted to go back to Singapore.

It seems that as long as Fredrick is not around to remind her with stinging words, she loses her determination to take revenge.

Now she couldn’t do anything to Matthew Grant’s family, especially now that she was Alice’s godmother.

She feels deeply ashamed of herself for enjoying the good things her enemies have given her, and sorry for desperately trying to protect her husband, and her unborn child.

With the sea breeze in her face, Winnie gathered her sarong and got up to return to her hotel room.

The room was lit only by a small night light of very low brightness, a silence very different from the grandeur of the tide.

With her sarong casually resting on a hanger, Winnie saw the suitcase lying beside the bed and her eyes fixed for two or three seconds, she was torn.

“Gonna give up?” The evil male voice that suddenly appeared in her ear made Winnie’s legs go weak with fear and she backed up to the wall one after another.

Originally scared to death, but after seeing the tall dark figure at the bathroom door, her heart inexplicably settled down.

“When did you get here!”

When will Fredrick’s godlessness change!