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Chapter 1192 Drive Her Away 2
Su Chen took a deep breath, suppressed his voice, and said in a deep voice, "Butler."

The housekeeper's wife quickly stepped forward, "Master."

"Look carefully at Little Apple."

"Yes sir."

Su Chen looked back at the bulge again, and then withdrew his gaze, "Where is Chuchu?"

"I just saw her running to the balcony."

Su Chen took a step forward and went straight to the balcony.

He walked to the balcony and saw Wen Ruchu standing quietly by himself, his slender body trembling slightly, his shoulders trembling slightly, and even his weeping was extremely suppressed.

Su Chen's heart tightened all of a sudden, he took a step forward, and embraced Wen Ruchu with both hands from behind. When he hugged her, it was full of coolness, his hands tightened involuntarily, wanting to warm her.

His lips fell on her ear, and his voice was extremely bitter, word by word, "Chu Chu, I'm sorry."

Wen Ruchu's body trembled violently, she turned around quickly, clenched her hands into fists, and punched him hard, "I'm sorry? What's the use of being sorry? What's the use?"

Tears fell from her eyes, and her voice was so hoarse that it couldn't be hoarse.

She listened to Little Apple's words, every word and every sentence turned into a sharp knife and pierced her heart, and Little Apple's hateful and resentful eyes made her feel so sad that she wanted to die .

This is the thing she fears the most, the thing she avoids the most, and it still happens.

This kind of blow and pain is one hundred and one thousand times more uncomfortable than imagined.

She is a mother, she loves her children deeply, but her children hate her and hate her.

"If it wasn't for you, Little Apple wouldn't hate me, wouldn't hate me, if it wasn't for you, we wouldn't have been separated for so long, if it wasn't for you, Little Apple wouldn't know how much I love her, you say sorry now , what's the use, Su Chen, tell me, what's the use?"

Su Chen let her hit him, his black eyes were full of distress and sadness.

She was sad, and he was more sad than her.

Su Chen's hand slowly touched Wen Ruchu's face, hot tears wet his hand, and his hand trembled uncontrollably.

Wen Ruchu's beating hands stopped slowly, his hands tightly grasped the hem of his clothes, and his head drooped powerlessly.

Su Chen's hands hugged her more tightly, and his thin lips gently kissed her heart.

Wen Ruchu was so tired from crying that she finally fell asleep. Su Chen picked up Wen Ruchu and walked out of the master bedroom.

He gently put Wen Ruchu into the soft mattress, went to the bathroom and twisted the towel back, and gently wiped her face.

With his big palm lingering on her pale face, Su Chen gently leaned over, kissed her forehead, covered her with a quilt, and stood up.

He walked towards Little Apple's room again.

When he arrived, the housekeeper's wife happened to come out from inside. Seeing him, the housekeeper's wife hurriedly said, "Master."

"How's Little Apple?"

"Miss is tired from crying and is going to sleep."

Su Chen nodded, "Go down and rest."

"Well, good night, master."

Su Chen walked into the room lightly, and slowly sat on the edge of the bed. Little Apple had already slept peacefully, but her little mouth was still stubbornly pursed, just like Wen Ruchu.

Su Chen sighed softly, tucked in the quilt, kissed the little apple again, and then turned around to go out.

When he returned to the room, he saw that Wen Ruchu was sleeping extremely unsteadily, his brows were tightly frowned, cold sweat was breaking out on his face, and he was mumbling, as if he was afraid of something.

(End of this chapter)