###Chapter 320 Meeting With The Dead – Part 1

Starting early in the morning, the children had good energy, so I did not have to cuddle them all the way to the end of talking and laughing.

To the holy Image, Blossom took incense and candles, Abe Tucker helped her light incense, her small body knelt in front of the Holy Image and worshiped, not as solemn as a child.

"She is sometimes too serious to be a child!" Abe spoke in my ear and sighed, "Too sensible."

I raised my lips and looked up at the compassionate Holy Image. There was no worship. Only thirty years had passed, and I had experienced birth, old age, sickness, and death, except for those who had been lost all the way.

To sum up, I haven't lost anything!

"I heard that the Holy Image in the Highland Church is very good at making wishes. Why don't you give it a try?"

Abe put an incense candle in my hand and raised his eyebrow to open his mouth.

I smiled, did not answer, faintly said, "There is no wish, the living is in good health, the dead rest in peace, everything is fate."

Blossom got up and ran to me, looked up at me, and said, "Is there anything Mom particularly wants to see? You can ask the Holy Image to let you see it in your dreams."

I smiled, took half of the incense candle in her hand, and inserted it into the incense burner. "Blossom, the people your mother wants to see are always in your mother's dream. There is no need to ask."

She tilted her head, nodded, seemed to understand, and looked at Abe, "Where's my uncle? Did you make a wish? "

Abe held the incense in his hand, smiled faintly, lit incense, and said, "My wish is for you and Jed to grow up happily."

When he came out of the church, it seemed that it was going to rain, and there was a cold wind hanging from dark clouds.

Abe handed me his coat. "Your body is weak, don't get cold."

I didn't raise my hand to answer it. I just smiled and said, "It doesn't matter."

He frowned and draped his clothes over my shoulder.

Blossom pulled Jed in a low voice, "Jed, does your father like me?"

Jed has always been silent, looked up at Abe, shook his head, and said, "I don't know."

Children's language is always so straightforward.

Abe smiled and didn't emphasize it.

After light fell on the clothes on my shoulder, the mood was very light, the occasional concern and greetings, friends will be the same.

When I walked back, it was a little dark. I ate something at the gate of the church and slept with Blossom and Jed.

Abe drove and parked his car at the gate of the courtyard. He got out of the car and was ready to bring Blossom.

I said, "I'll come, it's getting late, you take ink and white and hurry back to have a rest."

He was stupefied and nodded. A forty-year-old man had a different style from a boy in his twenties.

A woman's polite refusal is the best respect for them.

Ambiguous, warm, and romantic in their twenties, and ambiguous in middle-aged people, probably just three meals a day and nodding and smiling.

Holding Blossom and watching him leave, my cell phone suddenly rang, and it was Jordan Astley. When I picked up the phone, I changed my hand to hold Blossom.

"Would you feel abrupt if I showed up at this time?" The man's voice was low, magnetic, and sexy.

I subconsciously looked near the courtyard, and sure enough, in the alley, under the dim street lamp, he was still dressed in a suit, elegant and attractive.

Parked with a black Mercedes-Benz, I saw his eyes looking at me deeply, steady and introverted.

Over the past four years, he had become more and more stable and proud, and his natural temperament has become more and more attractive.

"I need you to hold the baby for me!" Facing the phone, I spoke, the key was still in the bag, Blossom fell asleep, I held the phone and held her, unable to find the key.

His low smile was heard by my ear, the phone hung up, and he came to me. He was far away just now, but I found that he held flowers in his hand. It was beautiful.

With a smile on his lips and teeth, like a spring breeze, he took Blossom from my arms with one hand and handed me the flowers in his hand. "Happy Dragon Boat Festival!"

Looking at the flowers in my arms, I smiled low. I knew he was coming back, but I didn't want him to come back so soon.

Put love and do not set it aside, perhaps the heart being happy is the best result.

I took out my key and opened the door. The night was dark, but the moonlight was bright.

Pointing to the room of Blossom, he sent her in. When he came out, he had some wrinkles on his body, but it still did not affect his being handsome.

"Do you mind if I stay?" He opened his mouth with a faint smile.

I lowered my eyes, handed him the toiletries I found and said no more. He took it and entered the guest room easily.

It seems that Felix Stewart did not come with him. It was not difficult to guess that he came not to finish his job but to me.

Some things can't be thought about. He stayed in the courtyard in a gentlemanly manner.

Perhaps because of his hasty appearance, Abe came to the yard less often.

He took care of the pick-up and transportation of Blossom, and he basically began to intervene in cooking. Even the clothes I changed occasionally, he would take away and wash them.

With three meals a day, the three of them lived calmly, and I could not finish the fruit in the yard. I would pick some and take them to the hotel every day.

Salena Garett still stayed in the hotel, but she was not as arrogant as she used to be, and when she met me occasionally, she just kept a calm face and did not open her mouth.

It's also good, it's better than someone who has already torn his face and wants to meet with a smile.

During lunchtime,

Salena came to me on her own initiative and said she wanted to have dinner together.

I said no, "I'll eat at home later."

She was calm. "You can't do this. My father went in, and I'm no longer a threat to you. I know that I used to be arrogant and offended a lot of people, and everyone hated me, but after all, I want to live. The hotel is where I work. I don't want to make the relationship so stiff and make everyone look embarrassed."

"Even if it's a simple meal, I don't want to shake hands and make peace. I'm just putting on a show."

I pursed my lips and smiled. "You are straightforward."

She shrugged. "It's come to this. There's nothing I can do. I have to compromise."

"Good!" I nodded, but I didn't feel anything.

There was no decent restaurant in Primrose. She found a restaurant with a good environment and finished ordering.

She looked at me. "Since you are Orion Woods' daughter, why don't you stay aboveboard with Jason Astley?"

As soon as I was stupefied, I was surprised by her topic, "What does it mean to be aboveboard?"

"President Astley's fiancée and lover have always been made a big deal in the capital, and you never pay attention to it?"

She looked at me as if she didn't believe me.

I took a shallow sip of water and said, "What is the relationship between him and me? It seems irrelevant to you as an outsider."

She shrugged. "If you don't want me to say it, you will feel humiliated that you are a lady who has not been announced aboveboard."

This was not pleasant to hear.

I frowned. "If you want to know this gossip, you can spend time eating to see the entertainment."

I got up and lost my appetite.

She came out with an uneven voice. "You can't move Nicole Blakeley, who is protected by Jason, nor can you move in and out of this place, where female stars of various activities, large and small, with him, so you take a little girl from one of my county towns to open her mouth, picking up persimmons. Ivelle, why do you hurt me if you are not happy?"