Withered

After midnight, Hadfield Park had visitors.

Mr. Olim is an unsmiling man, he looks quite young, this time he made a special trip to bring his son, and a vampire named Klein Bedian, who is the friend Botnar wants to save .

"I'm very sorry, Lord Morton, the dog has caused you trouble." In the living room, Mr. Olim bowed deeply and said.He glanced at Botnar when he got up, and Botnar bowed hastily and said: "I hope you can give me your most precious forgiveness, no matter what I am asked to do."

Morton sat on the couch, looking at Botnar with squinted blue eyes, and needless to say, he didn't look like he was going to forgive the man who tricked Nosley's blood behind his back.

"Morton." Nosley came down the stairs. He was wearing a black flak today, with a beautiful blue scarf around his neck. The hem of his clothes swayed as he walked briskly.He blinked at these people suspiciously, and said in surprise, "Botnar?"

Botnar secretly glanced at his father and Morton before waving to Nosley and saying, "Hey, Nosley, it's me."

Nosley ran down, hugged Botnar, and said, "It's great to see you again! Do you know what's going on with Bessie? I have to tell you." He pulled Botnar up and started Chattering: "Bessie is going to be pregnant! What's the name of her child? I don't want his father to find his name in the Bible like my father... Oh, you don't mind me and Bertner Shall I go talk in the garden for a while?"

Morton nodded with a smile, looked at him tenderly, and said, "Go, Nosley, remember to come back before one o'clock, you can't go to bed too late."

When he said this, it was equivalent to Botnar being forgiven.Mr. Olim and Klein exchanged glances, and initially estimated the importance of Nosley to Morton in their hearts.

In the garden, the old man Fio put away his good helper for many years—a pair of scissors, and then watered the roses. He was used to humming a song he made up while working, although it was not very pleasant.

"My God! Master Northley! You picked the flowers I just cut again!" Howled old Fio.

"I'm sorry, sorry, I will never make this mistake again." Nosley said so, but picked a few more flowers, he was in a good mood, and said, "Bessie still goes out often now, I often go Visit her, she is recovering much better than before."

Botnar said: "Look, I didn't lie to you. In fact, I didn't know it at first. Don't think I'm a vampire, but I don't know that much about vampires." He lowered his voice and promised. Sri said: "I was the illegitimate child of the Olim family and was never taken seriously. I didn't even know I was a vampire until I was 15 years old."

"Aren't you taken seriously? I don't think your father loves you." Nosri tidied up the roses in his hands, including the few roses he picked just now. There are already so many bouquets. He plans to take them tomorrow Go to Bessie.He has been living in Hadfield Manor during this time, and he only needs to tell his family that he lives in the Cullens family, after all, they will not check.

"Why? He loves me?" Botnar frowned, and he scratched his forehead, seemingly puzzled.

"Yes, otherwise why would he drag you to apologize?" Nosri shook his head helplessly and said.

Botnar shook his head and said, "No, you must have misunderstood, he is only for the Olim family."

"He could have sent you directly to the manor, and let Morton decide your life and death instead of apologizing with you."

What Nosley said was quite reasonable, and Botnar followed him to pick a rose, and Feo shouted: "Hey! You bastard son of the Orim family! How dare you pick Hadfield Manor Rose!" He obviously took all the temper that he dared not lose to Nosley on the unlucky Botnar, and Nosley laughed and said, "Feo, take it easy!"

When leaving, Mr. Olim took off his hat again, bowed, and said, "Excuse me, on behalf of the Olim family, I once again apologize for the trouble I have caused you." Standing behind him were Botnar and Ke Ryan followed suit and bowed deeply.

The three of them walked into the dark forest, and when they left the forest, there was a carriage waiting there.

Botnar took out the well-blooming rose that he had just picked, and Klein asked, "Give it to me?"

"No." He smiled and answered in a low voice, ran a few steps, followed the pace of Mr. Olim who was walking in front, and said, "Father, this rose is for you." Mr. Olim had a blank expression on his face. Accepting the rose with an expression, he narrowed his eyes suddenly and asked, "You picked it at Hadfield Manor without Lord Morton's consent?"

"Oh, no." Botnar closed his eyes and let Mr. Olim reprimand him, but he was in a good mood because Mr. Olim finally put the rose away carefully.

Three months later, Bessie was pregnant with her third child.Mrs. Brown made a special trip to stay at the Cullens' house for a month to take care of Bessie, but then Bessie didn't want her to work so hard and asked her to go home first.

Outside the gate of the Cullens house, Mrs. Brown was about to board the carriage for the return journey. She nagged anxiously: "You must remember that you can't do the things I just told you."

"Yes, mother, please rest assured." Bessie said with a smile.Northley helped Mrs. Brown into the carriage, and Mrs. Brown said, "Oh, Northley, if there's anything about Bessie, you should tell me as soon as possible, you understand?"

Nosley nodded and said, "Don't worry."

When Mrs. Brown finally left, Bessie breathed a sigh of relief and said, "My God, will I be as nagging as my mother when I get old?"

"It's still early," said Mr. Cullens, taking off his hat and fanning Bessie. "First of all, your belly is still flat."

"Culence, you are really anxious." Bessie pushed him with a smile, and said to Nosley: "He always wanted the child to come to this world as soon as possible, and he even thought about the child's future career. "

Cullens said hastily, "It's too early to tell."

Bessie cast him a sidelong glance, and said, "Who the hell has been whispering in my ear all day?"

Several people walked into the living room talking and laughing. On the table was a beautiful vase of roses brought by Nosley. These roses were in full bloom, with overlapping petals, and each rose seemed to carry a beautiful hope.

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I'm so tired again today =. =? em...