Nolan bent over, squeezed her chin with his fingers, looked at her teary face, and sneered, “What are you crying? You took the money too, you dumped me, and you did the child. I’m dead, I’m looking for the next house… What are you crying for?”
For the first time, he watched her cry, and there was no fluctuation other than irony.
Blair shook her head desperately, tears raging, “No…I didn’t like to take away the child, I don’t know… I really don’t know we have a child… I’m sorry.”
“You do not know?”
Nolan seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, “Blair, I’m not worth your brains anymore? After memorizing so many scripts, you can’t even make up a decent reason? So many evidences. In front of you, I tell you every day, if you don’t know, how can you tell me swearly… If you don’t know, you went to Mo’s house to avoid me? Isn’t it because I keep staring at you , Don’t you think it’s hard to start?”
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