"Fine, don't regret it later!"
Arthur seemed to be furious.
His words became much sharper as he cradled Clarissa and held his woman's hand, striding forward, heavy and unyielding as a mountain. With every step, there was a kind of world-ending aura bursting forth, "Without my permission, you cannot step into the Lindsey Family even for a moment!"
*
After getting in the car, Ella Lacey kept looking at her daughter through the rear-view mirror, feeling very uneasy.
From what her husband indicated, it was like severing the father-daughter relationship, too ruthless.
She couldn't help but complain, "Arthur, you're getting more excessive, what mistake did our daughter make for you to treat her like this?"
"You want to plead for her, huh?" Arthur's lips curved with a mischievous smile.
"If I don't speak for her, don't plead for her, am I still her mom?" Ella Lacey hammered his chest with her small fist, "You're so bad! You're a big bad guy!"
