The Contract Lover (Nina Morrison and Lucien Gray)

Chapter 248 Sure Will Be Happy



Chapter 248 Sure Will Be Happy

Her daughter's whereabouts? Nina shivers all over. She covers her heart with her hand, and she is so

anxious that her voice changes, "Where is my daughter? Lucien, what are you talking about? My

daughter... she... she's still alive?"

Hearing Nina's eager voice, Lucien feels a pain in his heart. He almost blurts out the truth, but he tries

his best not to say it.

"Yes. She is still alive. If you come to my engagement, I'll tell you where she is."

Her daughter is still alive! Nina is so shocked that she is almost suffocated, and then she cries out

crazily, "Where is she? Lucien, tell me, where is she?"

"She lives a very good and happy life, and she's very lovely. You'll know when you see her." Lucien

promises, "As long as you come to my engagement ceremony, I will tell you everything about her."

Nina holds the mobile phone tightly, and her blood is boiling all over her because of Lucien's words.

Her daughter is still alive! It turns out that God is not so cruel to her after all!

Tears of joyful surprise blur her eyes. Nina nods heavily to her mobile phone, "Lucien, I promise you

that I will definitely come to your engagement ceremony."

Lucien never tells lies. He says her daughter is still alive, so her daughter must be still alive.

Nina has hung up the phone, but Lucien still holds his mobile phone and mumbles to himself, "Nina, I

will give you a surprise. Just a few more days! I promise that every day in the future, you will be the

happiest!"

The news of her daughter makes Nina filled with joy, and the depression that has lasted for many days

has also faded. She becomes aglow with health beam.

She spends her days at the nearby shopping mall to buy small skirts, small hats, dolls, fairy books, and

all kinds of toys, and every day, she buys a lot. She owes her daughter five years of maternal love, so

no matter how she makes up for it, it's not enough.

The little girl's pink things are piled up all over the bedroom. Every night before going to bed, Nina

looks at these things, and her heart is sweet. Fantasizing about the beautiful and lovely appearance of

her daughter, she is growing impatient to see her daughter.

Everyone who sees the belly of Sunny can know that she is pregnant. When Sunny comes to Nina's Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

house to visit Nina, she is shocked by the bedroom full of children's articles, "Nina, I know that you owe

something to your daughter, but you have bought too much! You don't know her body shape and

hobbies. What if she doesn't like any of this?"

Nina combs the doll's long blonde hair with her fingers, and her smile is full of expectation, "If she

doesn't like these, I will buy them again until she likes them."

Sunny pinches her face, "As expected, you are more maternal. I'm almost five months pregnant, and I

haven't even bought a baby thing!"

Nina glances at her, "Well, don't show off the love between you two. Who doesn't know that Peter

Johnson has prepared everything for a long time. Moreover, your mother-in-law really dotes on you!

Their love for you is something that even a princess can't have, and you should be called queen!"

Sunny is not angry when Nina uncovers her disguise. She smiles and hugs her neck, "Ha-ha, because

I'm lucky!"

Nina looks at her friend's face, which becomes rounded because of pregnancy. She says with a sincere

smile, "Sunny, cherish it."

Sunny is moved, and she nods, "Well, yeah. Nina, I don't think you and Lucien will end like this. Nina,

I'm sure you will be happy, too."

Nina's eyes become dim, "I don't want to think about Lucien anymore. Now I just want to find my

daughter and bring her up."

Sunny hugs her gently, "Nina, don't worry, and everything will be fine. Good people will be rewarded."

Nina smiles brightly, "Hmm. Tomorrow will certainly be better than today. Every day in the future will be

better than now.”


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