During the dinner, although Greg had been taking good care of Leona, Leona could still feel that he was a little depressed, or he wanted to tell her about Rona?
Greg didn't know that Rona had looked for her. Seeing that he was obviously absent-minded, Leona asked, "Do you have something to tell me?"
Greg kept silent for a while and said, "Yes. Let's talk about it when we go back to the hotel."
Leona didn't ask any more questions. After dinner, the two of them returned to the hotel. Sitting on the sofa in the outer room, Leona looked at Greg and said, "You can tell me now."
Sitting opposite her, Greg lit a cigarette and tried to say what he should say.
Without urging him, Leona stood up, walked to the window and opened it. She didn't like the smell of tobacco, and then came back to sit there silently, waiting for him to finish smoking.
After a cigarette, Greg finally opened his mouth, "Leona, I have to tell you one thing. I'm getting married in a few days." Greg said with difficulty, as if he was worried about something, and then he stressed, "But I have no choice, because Rona also..."
"She gave birth to your child, called Omar, and you should be responsible for them." There was not even a trace of anger on Leona's face, which made Greg feel terrible. At this moment, he felt that the distance between them was so far, as if they were in two different worlds.
Shocked, Greg looked at Leona with a complicated expression on his face. How did she know about Omar? Who told her? When did she know that?
A series of questions caught Greg by surprise. He had done so much psychological construction in vain, and he had thought about countless words to comfort Leona. But now it seemed that he didn't need it at all. Leona didn't seem to be angry at all. What was going on?
"How did you know that?" Greg frowned, feeling very uncomfortable, as if everything was out of his control, which caught him off guard.
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o the inner room. It was still a long night...
On the second morning, after Greg left, Leona was still sleeping. There was a knock on the door. Leona opened her eyes in a daze. Perhaps the housekeeper had come, she turned over and continued to sleep.
Recently, she seemed to be particularly tired, and the annoying sound outside finally stopped. Leona breathed a sigh of relief and was about to continue to sleep, when she faintly heard footsteps, then a voice sounded in front of her, "Miss Leona, the Lord wants to see you, please come with us."
A completely strange voice awakened Leona. She struggled to open her eyes and saw two men in black suits standing in front of her. All her sleepiness disappeared in an instant.
Pulling up the quilt hard, Leona leaned back and looked at the two people warily. "Who are you? Who are you taking me to see? I won't go with you. "
The man didn't respond to Leona at all, as if he was playing poker all the time. He said politely, "the Lord is the grandfather of Mr. Greg. He wants to see you, whether you want to or not."
Hearing that it was Howard, Leona breathed a sigh of relief. Although she was a little scared of this old man, who had a strong aura, at least she knew that Howard wouldn't hurt her. After all, she was the mother of Eden.