The Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 1207

Chapter 1207

Sandy’s smile froze and slowly disappeared. “Tan, I… I didn’t mean it.”

She disregarded the pang that shot from the wound of her wrist and propped herself up from the bed to explain to Tanner, “I couldn’t get through to you yesterday, and I was so scared, Tan. The doctor said I would become moody and emotionally unstable because of my pregnancy. I… I was just so scared.”

Tanner took a deep breath and asked, “Do you know my father had surgery for a brain hemorrhage?”

Sandy’s face turned pale.

“I spent the whole day yesterday in the hospital with my father. Besides, didn’t I already stay by your side for one night the day before yesterday? What else do you want? Do you want me to stay by your side when my father dies?”

“I’m sorry, Tan.. It’s all my fault,” Sandy said nervously. “I didn’t know that…”

He covered his face with his hand and said in a heavy voice, “I’m tired, Sandy.”

When a man said he was tired, it could mean two scenarios.

One was physically tired, while the other was mentally tired.

Apparently, he was giving her a hint about something.

Sandy pretended that she couldn’t read between the lines. Tears began to roll down her cheeks as she said, “I really didn’t know. Please forgive me, Tan. You should’ve told me. If you don’t tell me anything, I’ll just keep imagining things.”

She hugged him and continued. “I’m afraid you’ll leave me. You and the kid are all I have. I promise you I won’t do anything stupid to make you unhappy again.”

Tanner held her in his arms, when he saw the blood that was seeping out of her wound, he said, “You should stay put since your wound isn’t healed yet.”

“You’re not angry with me anymore?” Her shoulders were trembling.

Tanner did not reply. After tucking her into the bed, he asked the nurse to tend to her wound.

Sandy lay on the bed and kept her eyes fixed on him. ” Tan, you are not angry anymore, right?” she asked again, insisting on receiving an answer.

He watched as the nurse helped her get the gauze changed and nodded absentmindedly.

Maisie and Nolan returned to Bassburgh after spending a few days in Coralla. They got down from the airplane and headed to a restaurant to fill their stomachs. As she flipped through the magazines, she saw a lot of news about the marriage between the Santiagos and the Hannigans.

“Are they really going to cancel their wedding?”

Nolan placed a bowl of soup in front of her and answered, “I guess so.”

Maisie pressed her lips thin and put the magazine aside, she picked up the spoon and began eating the soup. After a short while, she parted her lips and asked, “If I had been the one who encountered those things, would you have been disgusted with me?”

Nolan lifted his head to look at her. “There aren’t so many ifs.”

Maisie put her hand on her forehead and pressed on. “ Just assume it happened to me.”

He chuckled. “Is the answer that important?”

“ I want you to think from the perspective of a man. ” Maisie stared at him. “Don’t try to fool me. I want an honest answer from the bottom of your heart.”

Nolan put the spoon on the side and took a sip of water. “For most men, it is unacceptable.”

Maisie nodded.

He put the glass down and continued calmly. “There is no absolute answer to anything, who can guarantee that they won’t fall in love with a woman? If a man doesn’t love a woman, he won’t even spare her a single gaze, no matter how clean she is. If a man loves a woman, he’ll still love her no matter how bad she is. It doesn’t matter if the person was once incomplete. What matters is that the heart should be complete in the future.”

Maisie chuckled. “Well, I can’t argue with that.”

“If I had s*x with Willow that time, would you still fall in love with me, Zee?” Nolan crossed his fingers together and rested his chin on them. There was a smile in his eyes as he looked at Maisie.

She was stumped and replied in a low voice, “This and that are different.”

The smile on his face deepened. “How different? Both of you guys are women, aren’t you?”

Maisie glared at him and said anxiously, “Wouldn’t you feel disgusted if I had slept with your enemy before?”


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