"I don't know how to believe you, but I do have a thorn in my heart. If I don't pull it out, it will always make me feel uncomfortable. Think of a way to make me believe this." Lily glowered at him and said.
"Alright, tonight, I will have Jane Wayne come out and confront you face to face!" Facing her angry questioning, Edwards was not angry, but smiled and comforted her.
After Lily heard his words, she suddenly did not know whether to be angry or not, so she brushed past him: "Take care of the good kids, I still need to go backstage to see the situation."
"Alright, leave the children to me. You can go back to work." Edwards's voice had already calmed down a little. Only now did his mood improve a little.
However, the moment he thought about Jane Wayne's nonsense, the trust that he had painstakingly built up between him and Lily was almost broken. His handsome face instantly turned dark again.
He would not let this matter rest.
Who gave her the guts to make up such lies
to lie to Lily?
Lily walked down the road and discovered that everyone was staring at him with all kinds of complex emotions.
Her face was suddenly a little hot, probably because she was afraid. After all, Edwards had kissed her in the car just now.
Walking into the backstage, Lily secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Looking out from the crack in the curtain, he saw that Edwards had returned to his seat and picked his up, then lowered his head and gently explained something to her.
Edwards was about to answer some very childish questions from his daughter, when he suddenly heard his son's voice. "Daddy, are the beauties and big sisters on stage nice?"
Edwards's nerves instantly tensed up. He looked at his son vigilantly when he heard George's praising voice, "Your legs are so long, and your skin is so fine. And, isn't that the autumn winter style of clothes? Why are they still wearing so little? You can't die from the cold."
Edwards heard her son's words that intentionally or unintentionally wanted to divert his thoughts, and his thin lips curled up: "George, if you still want to sit here and watch these long-legged sisters, you should seriously watch the show."
George's big eyes froze for two seconds. What does daddy mean? Was this going to take him home?
George had wanted to test out his father's reaction to this, but his father's warning had caused him to no longer dare to speak carelessly.
After his son's reminder, Edwards, who was just watching the show calmly a moment ago, suddenly felt a little guilty.
If he stared at a woman on the stage for more than three seconds, would he turn into a son's handlebar?
Damn it, he had the urge to give his son to someone else.
When Emma saw that a male model had walked out, she instantly covered her mouth and exclaimed in shock, "Daddy, quickly look! That brother is so handsome!"
Edwards looked down and saw that his daughter's eyes were shining. He stared at the male model in danger.
"Emma, is he even more handsome than Father?" Edwards asked in shock.
"Yeah, he's younger than dad!" Emma immediately replied innocently, as thousands of arrows pierced her heart.
Is he very old?
"That's still more handsome than your brother?" Edwards immediately raised his voice by a few notches, and George immediately rolled her eyes at him in displeasure: "Daddy, why are you talking about me? Stupid Emma couldn't appreciate my handsomeness."
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