Bob paused. "Why do you ask this?" Elsa was also slightly stunned, this... Elsa saw it on the forum.
Many people said that men didn't like women and always minded the past. Although Elsa knew that
Bob might dislike her if she asked him such a question, she couldn't help but feel curious.
First of all, Elsa was already curious about the love story of a middle-aged man, let alone Bob had
killed someone before. He was so cruel. Was there really such a stupid woman in the world? Elsa
approached Bob regardless of her own life.
Elsa found that Bob didn't seem to avoid this topic, but seemed to be interested in it. After a long time,
Bob came to himself, looked down at Elsa with soft eyes and said softly, "there were many women in
the past, but they were different from you."
Elsa frowned and said, "don't be garrulous." What Elsa wanted to hear was not Bob's sweet words to
her. She was really curious about his past love history. By the way, even if there were no other women,
what about Alice? Elsa remembered that there used to be a woman named Alice.
"No kidding. I'm telling the truth." Bob's eyes were serious. Elsa turned her head unhappily. He was
obviously not telling the truth. He was not honest at all. Bob could not mention other women, but he
didn't mention Alice before. Seeing that Elsa was angry, Bob sighed, turned her around in a hurry and
blamed, "be careful of your injuries. Don't move. "
Elsa ignored Bob. She was still angry. Bob always said he loved her. Now he didn't even want to tell
her about his past love history. Seeing that Elsa was acting like a spoiled child, Bob said helplessly,
"turn around. I'll tell you everything."
Bob's words were absolutely a great temptation to Elsa, but she was worried that he was just coaxing
her. Men always had too many sweet words, but women would foolishly believe them.
With a frown, Bob turned Elsa around and held her in his arms. "Don't be complacent. You are too
weak now."
"Will you tell me or not?" Elsa glared at Bob.
Bob frown. "It's true. What do you want me say?"
"Forget it..." Elsa was about to turn around.
Before Elsa could turn around, Bob pressed her body back into his arms peremptorily. "Okay, I'll say it."
"OK. Well, I think you should tell me the truth. In fact, the person I admire most now is Tracy. Look at
her, the family of six is happy, well... No, in fact, they are a family of five. I saved Ray's life. He should
be my family. "
"You can discuss with them to bring the child here. Why do you envy them?"
"Listen to me. What I envy most is that Tracy has a good husband."
"Am I not good to you?" Bob said uncomfortably. It seemed that Elsa couldn't live without Brody. Elsa
didn't notice the difference of Bob. She continued, "look at how Brody treats Tracy. You always say that
you love me, but I'm sure that you don't love me as deeply as Brody loves Tracy. Let's not talk about
Brody anymore. Just take the husband of Wendy, Ben... It's normal for them to quarrel with each other,
but after that, they still stick to each other. Do you know why their marriage didn't crack even though
they often quarreled with each other? "
Elsa's tone was a little strange. Bob frowned with hatred. Why did he feel that she was beating around
the Bush to say that he was not considerate enough for her?
Sure enough, what Elsa said next second confirmed Bob's guess.
"The reason is that Ben is generous. It's normal for them to quarrel because of incompatible
personalities. But one party has to make a concession. As far as I know, it's Ben who gives in to
Wendy... "
Bob could not bear to hear any more, but interrupted Elsa with a sneer. "Haven't you seen such a
sentence when you often browse the forum?"
Elsa frowned and looked at Bob. What did he want to say?
"There is a popular saying on the forum, that is, quarrels are flirting for a loving couple, and for an
indifferent couple, they want to break the numbness. After breaking the numbness, they are not far
from divorce."
"You're just making that up!" Elsa looked at Bob with contempt, Bob snorted, "what's the benefit of
making up a story?"
Elsa didn't retort, but looked at Bob angrily. Bob frowned and said, "don't always look at your husband
with such angry or cold eyes. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
It seemed that for a long time, no matter whether Bob did something wrong or not, Elsa would roll her
eyes at him. Elsa glared at Bob, Bob frowned. "Be gentle!"
"Then marry a gentle woman and see if there is any young girl following you, an old man."
Every time Elsa said this, Bob felt extremely uncomfortable, as if he had been exposed as a flaw. Bob
was born a few years earlier than Elsa, and he would be old. But every time she said this, he felt
extremely uncomfortable. It was obvious that she disliked him.
Elsa raised her eyes and ignored Bob. She did not knew how he felt. She was interested in his past
love history, and he seemed to be trying to avoid it and unwilling to answer it. Strange, at first, she saw
that he wouldn't resist, but a few minutes later, he began to beat around the Bush with her and didn't
want to tell her.
"You haven't answered my question yet. If you don't want to say anything, you can leave now. I can
chat with you on my phone."
"If you want me to say something, it is ok, but you have to change the way you call me. And... Don't call
me old man, and don't look at me like that. "
"You should blame yourself for being too hateful. If you really don't want to say anything, I won't force
you. I'm injured all over my body and my body is too soft. It's not comfortable for you to lie in my bed.
So you can go home and have a rest."
Hearing Elsa's words, Bob got out of bed angrily. Elsa stared at his back angrily, but finally she couldn't
help but feel curious. She pulled his clothes back and called him reluctantly, "honey!"
Hearing that, Bob was stunned for a moment. His heart was overwhelmed by ecstasy. He was happy,
but Elsa were unhappy. She tightly pulled the quilt and looked at him unhappily.
"Come on, one more time, I'll tell you." Bob lay down again and held Elsa in his arms.
Elsa rolled her eyes at Bob, but in order to listen to his story, she reluctantly called, "Honey..."
Hearing that, Bob smiled with satisfaction and said domineeringly, "just call me like that from now on.
Do you hear me?"
"It's so embarrassing. A man of more than 40 years old is my husband." Elsa said without hesitation.
Elsa muttered something and then shut up under Bob's cold eyes.
"Don't be unhappy. What I said is true. I don't know how the doctor looked at you these days when I
was in a coma, and how you introduced your identity to the doctor..."
Being with Bob and not daring to see others in front of him had really become a headache for Elsa. It
was really a big trouble.
Bob looked at Elsa speechlessly. He should have been angry, but when he saw Elsa's serious and
angry face, he couldn't get angry at all. He didn't say anything, and Elsa suddenly thought of something
and her eyes lit up. "How about...Let's try not to be together in the future. If we can't avoid some
occasions, you can shorten your age, say thirty years old. If others are still gossiping, I will tell them
that you just look like old. "
Elsa's words completely aroused resentment. Bob's eyes were a little cold. "Yes, if you are with Brody,
he is 30 years older than you, you can live with that."
The corners of Elsa's mouth froze. This time, she saw that Bob was really angry... Elsa bit her lips and
felt a little aggrieved. Bob felt helpless. It was her fault, but now she seemed to have suffered a great
grievance.
"But... What I said is true. You are so many years older than me. How can we see people after we go
out? "
Bob said with a frown, "if you want me to chat with you just to say these words, just shut up."
Elsa sensed the anger in Bob's tone. She carefully looked up at him and said, "I..."
"Am I that bad in your eyes? Shameful? Or you can't compare with him? " Bob stared at Elsa's face
coldly and asked sharply.
Elsa was frightened by Bob's attitude and kept crying. Bob frowned and sighed. Forgot it... For the sake
of Elsa's illness, Bob had better not quarrel with her.
Without saying a word, Bob stretched out his arm and held her tightly. Elsa cried even more
sadly.
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