Happy Mommy Happy Daddy full novel

Chapter 94 Could Not Disturb Her Rest

The heavy rain fell on the man's angry face, which was particularly sexy. Alora looked at Samir in a daze, and her voice trembled slightly. "You... What do you mean?" Hadn't he come to find her because he had known about her past and got angry?

"What I mean is,"

Samir held her chin, "Alora, I do mind that you gave birth to someone else's child."

The woman's heart suddenly chilled.

Sure enough...

It was all a lie to say that he wouldn't abandon her.

No matter how special he was, he was still an ordinary man.

He couldn't accept her past, and she didn't blame him.

It was all her fault, she shouldn't have concealed it...

"So, I won't allow you to leave me."

"You have to stay by my side. Make it up to me and give me three children." Samir narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice.

"If one year is not enough, use two years. If two years are not enough, use a lifetime. Before you give birth to my children, don't even think about leaving!"

After he finished speaking, under Alora's shocked gaze, the man directly pulled her into his embrace.

The coldness of the heavy rain and the warmth of his chest caused Alora to be in a trance for a moment. Subconsciously, she grabbed the man's shirt and said in a trembling voice, "Samir. "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry..."

"I didn't want to lie to you. It's just that when I married you back then..."

She really didn't think that much.

She just wanted to follow Van family's request and write off the debt of being raised by the Van family.

"I should be the one to apologize."

Samir closed his eyes and hugged her tightly. "I always thought that you were naive, so I didn't investigate you seriously." "I never thought that you had encountered such a thing before..."

"If you had known earlier, what would you have done?" the man asked in a low voice.

"I will take good care of you." "At the very least, I wouldn't have let you be like this." He wouldn't have let her hold a tombstone and cry in the cemetery.

Looking at Alora, he couldn't help but think of James and Steve's mother.

The fire from five years ago appeared in front of his eyes.

In the thick smoke, he could not see the woman's face clearly. He only heard her hoarse and weak voice telling him to take good care of the children and let him find a new mother for the children. She also said that she liked the stars.

"Do you like the stars?" He asked.

"I do..."

The woman uttered these two words in a muffled voice.

for the next second, her whole body fell back softly -

Samir grabbed her and found that she had fainted.

"Let's go to the hospital!" The man stretched out his arms and hugged her.

"I've checked the medical records you wanted. She was indeed quite miserable. She got into a car accident when she was eight months pregnant. The child directly became a dead fetus. She couldn't take the blow and went crazy."

In her daze, Alora heard a man sigh.

She wanted to open her eyes, but she could not.

"All her information at the madhouse is here."

"According to her biological father, Justin, when she gave birth to the child, she followed him back to the slums to recuperate. No one had expected that she would set fire at home to burn herself. Only then did her father realize that something was wrong with her and send her to the madhouse."

"In the following days, she had been receiving treatment. It took her more than half a year to finally regain her senses."

After the man's voice stopped, there was the sound of paper flipping in her ears.

Then, it was Samir's deep voice. "Then we really are fated."

"She was burned, and I was also burned." "She lost her child, and I lost the children's mother."

His words caused Alora's heart to pause slightly.

"So the two of you complement each other."

"The two of you can redeem each other." Mark sighed lightly.

"Is this how you use the word redemption?"

"Will her mental illness relapse in the future?" Samir put down the documents and glanced at him indifferently.

"Judging from the situation, it will relapse under extreme stimulation."

"What are you worried about?" he asked, frowning.

"I'm worried that she will hurt herself in the future." Samir turned to look at the woman on the bed whose eyes were still closed. He understood the pain of being burned the most.

Fortunately, she had lost her memory and did not remember the pain at that time.

"I will ask the psychiatrist later and prescribe some medicine. There is no way to prevent this."

"By the way, your father just called me to the old house to check his body. I refused and said that something happened to Alora."

"The old man might come to see her in person later. Do you want to stay here until he comes?" "No," Samir looked up at Mark with some displeasure and turned to walk out the door. He did not want to be nagged at.

"Alright, when the old man leaves, I will let you know." Mark held back his laughter.

Samir looked down at the time. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

It was time for him to go back and explain what happened today to the two little guys.

Otherwise, with Steve and James' attention on Alora, if she did not go home tonight, the two of them would not even be able to sleep.

After Samir left, Mark stood at the door and silently looked at Alora's face.

After a long time, he sighed, "Samir may fall in your hands for the rest of his life."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Alora lay on the bed with her eyes closed, her heart trembling slightly.

Samir, he...

He really didn't seem to mind that she had given birth to a child.

What he cared about was whether her illness would relapse.

A tear slowly fell from the corner of her eyes.

She was so lucky to meet a man like Samir in this life.

"What's going on?"

After an unknown period of time, Old Master Rowan's anxious voice sounded from the door of the ward.

"Uncle Rowan, lower your voice. Don't wake her up." Just as the old man finished speaking, a female voice sounded.

Judging from the voice, it was a young woman.

"You are right." After his daughter finished speaking, Old Master Rowan hurriedly lowered his voice, "Don't let me disturb her rest."

Alora frowned, knowing that this should be Samir's father. At this time, she should have gotten up to greet the old man, but she couldn't use any strength at all.

The woman struggled a few times but still couldn't open her eyes.

So she lay on the bed powerlessly, her head dizzy and heavy.

However, who was this woman? "Nancy, you are the most considerate."

"It has been ten years since you were brought back to the Rowan family, right?" Old Master Rowan sighed.

"Yes. Back then, Second Brother pitied me and brought me back to the Rowan family. You treated me like your own daughter. Eldest and Second Brothers also treated me as their biological sister." Alora frowned.

She had never known about this. She only knew that Samir was the third son of the family, but she never knew that the Rowan family had an adopted daughter.

They had never mentioned it in front of her.

"Hey."

The old man sighed again, "At first, everyone thought that you and Samir would be together. But who knew that fate would not allow it? First, there was Steve and James' mother, and then there was this girl..." "It's all in the past."

"Uncle Rowan, you stay here with her first. I'll ask the nurse about the reason why she was unconscious."

"Didn't Mark say that it was caused by the rain?" Old Master Rowan frowned.

"Uncle Rowan, your thinking is too simple." Nancy Billings smiled obediently.

"Who would foolishly run outside in such a heavy rain?".

"Alright, then you can go." Old Master Rowan thought for a moment. Nancy turned around.

The moment she turned around, the concern on the woman's face immediately turned cold.

She had been by Samir's side for so many years, what right did a woman have to occupy the position of Mrs. Rowan?

This might be the best chance for her to break them up!