My Sweet Lawyer Wife

Flora’s pain, Edward empathized.

As the person involved, he is too much pain than Flora, but when he saw Flora’s heartbroken look, God knows how much it hurt him as a brother.

Edward did not know what to say, after all, it was the revenge of the loss of his son, he could not not not avenge.

Blame it on the old man’s complete disregard for years of affection when he struck.

Although not blood is thicker than water, but raised for more than twenty years, each other should have been better than all the kinship.

He really did not understand how the old man managed to be so ruthless.

Edward hesitated to speak, Flora knew he was in his way and had difficulty choosing, so he said, “Before it was me who was childish and uninformed, and still believed in grandpa and dad. Brother, you now make any … any choice …”

Flora’s voice was hoarse and she just felt a choking version of pain in her throat that made it nearly impossible for her to breathe.

“I … I won’t even stop you. But … only hope … only hope …”

Her broken words stopped again, and she raised her eyes, her red, tearful eyes looking at Edward, “As long as I don’t let them die, I can agree to anything!”

Flora’s words fell, Edward’s body stiffened.

The uncanny eyes widened and looked at her without blinking, the thin lips opened and closed, and finally frowned and did not speak.

The knot in Edward’s throat slid as he brushed Flora’s hand away and said in a deep voice, “You get some rest, I’ll be back soon. I’m relieved to have Jenkins with you.”

When he finished, he didn’t even look at Flora and walked away.

“Brother? Brother!”

He was just a few steps away when Flora shouted a few times.

Edward eventually stopped walking and stood in the doorway, his back to her, without turning around.

“Brother, I know that what grandpa did was outrageous, but I hope you can look at the fact that grandpa raised you for more than 20 years and spare his life, OK? I know it’s not fair to you to beg you so much, but I …”

This time, Edward didn’t give her a chance to finish her sentence and walked away.

“Brother? Oooh … brother, don’t you leave, brother?”

Bang–!

The bedroom door slammed shut tightly, separating the line of sight between the two men.

Flora sat at the head of the bed, bawling her eyes out, wailing into her liver.

Outside the bedroom, Edward just walked out and met Jenkins standing on the walk.

These days Jenkins is unfailingly caring for Flora and has been quietly accompanying Flora.

Edward’s attitude towards him is slowly changing, and he is looking more and more favorably at Jenkins.

Xu because Flora has lost half a leg, Jenkins is still willing to keep her side, which shows his love for her, willing to stay with her for life.

In this case, what reason does Edward have to object?

He walked up to Jenkins and stopped, his bitter cold gaze looked askance at Jenkins, “I’m leaving Flora in your hands.”

“Well, good. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of Flora.”

Jenkins thought he was simply being literal, telling him to take care of Flora during this time.

“When is the wedding planned?”

Edward then asked.

“Huh? The wedding?”

Jenkins wrinkled his brow, his brain short-circuited for a moment, a look of dismay.

“What, think Flora is too disabled to deserve you now?”

“No, no, no, I … I just … was just a little surprised.”

Jenkins constrained hands pinched the hem of the suit, face is hidden by the joy, face even nodded, “married, married, you say when married can be. You can rest assured that I will guard Flora well, protect her for life, never let her suffer a little bit of aggravation. As long as there is a mouthful of food for me Jenkins, there is a mouthful of food for her Flora.”

“So, when you marry my sister, you plan to just take care of her sustenance?”

Edward expressed doubts.

“No, no, no, it’s not that.”

Jenkins waved his hand, nervously overwhelmed, “I meant to say that Flora is down to marry me if she wants to. I am bound to spend my life to give her the best.”

“That’s good.”

Edward stepped forward, closer to Jenkins, and said in one word: “If you dare to make her suffer even a little, I will not spare you!”

“Don’t worry, absolutely not.”

He answered with confidence.

Edward withdrew his gaze, said nothing, and walked right around him.

Jenkins saw him brush past and he looked back at Edward, “Where are you … going?”

“None of your business!”

Edward said back as he descended the stairs.

Didn’t even look at him the whole time.

Jenkins stood in the hallway, hands on the railing, looking at Edward walking down the spiral staircase, “I know I don’t need to be in charge of your business, but I also know that Flora is worried about you.”

At the mention of Flora, Edward’s steps slowed for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and looked sideways at Jenkins in the hallway, “You tell her that I’ll say yes to everything she says.”

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Jenkins didn’t say anything back, just stood there and watched Edward come down the stairs and leave the hall.

And only then did she turn around and go to Flora’s room.

In the bedroom, Flora is leaning on the bed, holding a stuffed animal in her arms, her head buried in pain.

The heartbreaking cries were heartbreaking to hear Jenkins.

Walked over and stood at the bottom, his hand reached out, wanting to gently pat her shoulder to reassure her, but his hand was stiff in mid-air, a little timid, lacking courage.

In his heart, he always felt that he could not afford Flora, and even worshiped her as a princess on high, so much so that he was careful in everything he did for fear of displeasing her.

Flora noticed that Jenkins came in and threw the doll aside, pulled him forward with one hand, then wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her cheek in her belly, and let out a loud cry.

Her action invariably brought the distance between them closer.

Jenkins is both happy and heartbroken to see her like this.

The large palm over the back of her head, smooth her hair, softly said: “I know you are very sad inside, cry, cry out and you will be fine.”

“Oooh … I don’t have a home anymore, oooh … I’ll never have a happy home again, oooh … ”

She wept and mourned, full of despair.

It looks like a poor child who is lonely and helpless, abandoned on the street.

She used to be the Henderson Family’s little princess, and in that atmosphere she felt happy and wonderful, but now things have changed so drastically that the situation has turned upside down, and her relatives have turned against each other and met each other.

Whatever the outcome, it would be an unacceptable nightmare for her.

Jenkins knew what Flora was talking about and said soothingly, “There are some things we can’t stop, so we just have to go with the flow. Maybe things aren’t as bad as you think, but you’re just too worried.”