Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 865 After watching this for a while, she regained her thoughts in a daze

Amy turned her head, and the setting sun fell on her face, covering her whole body with light, and her facial features glowed with a soft light, pure and bright, extremely moving.

She squinted her eyes, looking at the setting sun reflected on the river surface, the waves were jagged and swaying.

After looking at it like this for a while, she regained her thoughts in a daze.

She didn't know how to tell Alan, because these things sounded so unbelievable that even she herself couldn't believe it when she recalled it now.

Allen stared at her thin shoulders for a moment, he knew she had something on her mind, and she was struggling whether to tell him.

Allen didn't intend to force her, and his voice sounded again, "If it's difficult and you don't want to say it, then don't say it. It's getting late, mother should wait and worry."

Amy heard the man's voice, turned around, and silently nodded in agreement.

The Seine River is actually a bit far from the James family's large estate.

It takes at least 10 minutes to drive.

Allen drives a sports car, so he's going a little faster.

The car was about to reach the manor when the sky was lowering. Amy, who had kept her eyes closed and said nothing, suddenly opened them. She looked at the man who was concentrating on driving, and her heart was full of inexplicable confessions. The heavy made her breathless, she wanted to say.

She turned her head away, met Alan's visiting eyes, smiled slightly and coolly, and said, "Brother, can you honestly answer me a question?"

Allen's heart sank, and he felt a little guilty, as if he expected what the other party would ask, and smiled casually: "You want to ask about your own life experience?"

Amy nodded, "Yeah!"

She paused, thinking about where to start asking, "I only remember that I woke up and lived in the manor. But before that, how did Paul find you and tell my mother that I am her biological daughter?" ?”

Allen expected that she would ask sooner or later, but he didn't expect this day to come so late.

He turned off the car, parked on the side of the wide road, looked at her, "Do you want to hear the truth?"

Amy pursed her lips, a few eclipsed waves flashed in her eyes, she said: "You say, as long as it is true, I will listen."

Allen chuckled, the girl's serious appearance is really cute.

He couldn't hold it back, and raised his hand to pinch her fleshy face. She was really young, only 23 years old, a great youth, and she shouldn't be so sad.

He pursed his lips, smiled casually, and said, "When he came to meet you in his arms that day, it was snowing heavily. I remember that it was very cold that day, and many old wines in the wine cellar were frozen. The jar was frozen and cracked, and several jars of wine were spilled. You fell asleep in his arms, like a quiet domestic cat. But occasionally you twitch your hands and feet from time to time, I probably know that you are not healthy."

Allen paused, as if trying to recall some details.

He met Amy's dark eyes and continued: "Then, Paul straight to the point took out a DNA paper and told his mother that you were her illegitimate daughter who had been separated for many years. Besides, he simply explained I looked at your condition at the time, you need a bone marrow transplant, otherwise you won't live for half a year."

Amy's eyes widened in disbelief. She felt that the car was a little stuffy, so she pressed the automatic transmission and the carport was open.

The wind in the countryside is cool, clean and comfortable.

She bit her pale lip, and remained silent for a moment, thinking to herself that Paul had really worked so hard to save her.

(End of this chapter)