December 20, 2011
I was surprised that she actually accepted the compensation that I gave her afterwards. With her
personality, she was not a woman who was greedy for money. It seemed a little eager to distinguish the
relationship with me, why? Were you afraid of what I found? I asked the assistant to take her photo to
find the landlord and doctor back then. I wanted them to identify her if it was you. But the landlord got
Alzheimer's disease, and the doctor who took care of my eyes had also passed away. It turned out that
God wanted to continue to test how long I can persist in you.
I approved her resignation, but I didn't know about it. Someone moved my computer and dismissed her
in my name. There were only so few people who could get in my study. This made me more and more
convinced that my intuition was not wrong. I stayed in the hotel where she was currently working and
deliberately appeared in front of her. Girl, if she was you, why not recognized me. It doesn't matter, if
you don't admit it, I will haunt you like a ghost until you admit it.
December 25, 2011
I am very grateful to Ophelia Meyer for suddenly appearing in Luo city. This woman who pretended to
behave well and endured for five years suddenly became a little irritable. She asked me to redeem the
five-year promise, which was nothing but a promise. She herself made a request that I had never
agreed to. She arbitrarily and eagerly announced her marriage at the party, drugged my wine, and I
watched her self-directed and self-acted play coldly, and watched her confront Olive. She said she had
met Olive Steele for the first time, but the hotel staff saw them diametrically opposite each other in
private. They were obviously old acquaintance.
Today, someone told me that Olive Steele has a child, four years old. I met that child, and I can vaguely
remember that her big watery eyes showed anima, and she didn't have stage fright when she saw
strangers. She walked up to me and said, "Uncle, you look so good." It's funny. I like her at first sight.
But at that time, she directly called another woman as her mother. I thought it was not Olive Steele's
child. It turned out that the woman was just her godmother, and Olive was her real mother.
The age of the child fit in with the time we were apart. If it proved that the child was related to me, I
could prove that Olive Steele and you were the same person. I was so eagerly waiting for the answer
that I couldn't even fall asleep. I have never been able to dispel the idea of Olive Steele was you. You
can't run away, girl. An identification, I wanted to make you speechless.
December 26, 2011
I locked her in the villa, patiently asking her to admit, but she pretended to be a fool. She piled up a
snowman in the garden, and made some words by the leaves of purple spinach: Alan Hoyle, the
bastard. The behavior was like yours, too. However, the report I got proved that I have no blood
relationship with that child, but I didn't want to believe that she was not my girl. I had doubts about the
appraisal report.
January 19, 2012
I have never hated a person so much, with a well-behaved appearance and a snakelike heart. Five
years ago, Ophelia Meyer made you lose your good job one after another, and threatened you to leave
with the lives of your parents, and successfully caused the car accident of your father, and instigated
someone on the day of my recovery to kidnap you and tried to destroy your virginity, but fortunately,
you escaped cleverly. At this time, because of the recurrence of eye disease, I had been taken abroad.
This is the truth that puzzled me for five years. It's not that you didn't keep your promise, but you
couldn't help it. And five years later, Ophelia Meyer not only repeated the same trick, but also secretly
changed the results of Annie's DNA, trying to confuse right and wrong. My mother, whom I have always
respected, also played an extremely disgraceful role in this. She even knew that I had a daughter, but
she kept hiding it from me. This is the closest person to me, the person who smiles at me every day,
underneath her smile, showing a toxic light.
January 20, 2012
There won't be the wedding they wanted. If they dared to bully you and your family and friends, I would
hold a funeral for them. For my wedding, the bride can only be a girl, her name is Olive Steele.
February 14, 2012
Girl, will you still accept the Valentine's Day greetings that are five years late, do you like the candlelight
dinner I made for you? You finally admitted that you were the girl I had been searching for five years,
and fell into my arms crying. You little liar. In this life, you never want to leave me again. Girl, could you
be my wife?
February 17, 2012
Mrs. Hoyle, when will you give me a name? The flies around you are really annoying!
Olive Steele finally understood why Ted Dulles had sent her a box of tissues, and Alan Hoyle, a
sentimental man, made her cry. Many things were clearly experienced by her personally. She was sad
at that time, but now, she felt so touched. At the bottom of the blog, there were many comments,
clamoring for her to marry as soon as possible, or they would come to grab him. Olive Steele twisted
her red nose, eager to yell at the top, "Can you grab him?" Thinking about it carefully, let it go, it's better
to keep a low profile.
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