The lust of My Husband (Juliana and Benson) novel Chapter 952

Juliana Lewis was afraid that Timothy Greene would be extreme because of this. She looked at him. "Timothy Greene, can we still talk well?"

Timothy Greene looked at the landing wine and looked disappointed at him again. He couldn't help holding his head in pain. "I'm sorry, I... I was wrong, I shouldn't have done this."

"I'm sorry for you. I didn't recognize you. I also said those hurtful things to you to help Wendy Johnson. I almost did hurtful things to you several times. I..."

Juliana Lewis watched Timothy Greene admit his mistake blindly and quickly interrupted him: "Timothy Greene, I'm here today, and I'm not investigating anyone's fault."

Timothy Greene stopped, looked up at the landing wine with red eyes, and then turned to put aside his eyes.

Turning his head, a tear came down from the corner of Timothy Greene's eye.

Timothy Greene looked at the dazzling sun with his eyes wide open. He would rather have his eyes uncomfortable than close them and let tears flow down. He said, "I'm sorry."

Juliana Lewis sighed helplessly: "Don't talk about right or wrong between us. When I was Miranda Sanchez, I misunderstood you and hurt you. This is my fault."

Timothy Greene hurriedly explained: "Manman, you are not wrong, that is my willingness, really, I don't hate you, I don't blame you, I just want you to be fine."

Juliana Lewis looked at Timothy Greene and said, "Now I am Juliana Lewis, so you misunderstand me and don't believe me. Now my mood is the same as yours."

Timothy Greene was dumb. He wanted to say that it was different.

He won't be as rude as she is to distance himself from him.

No matter how many times she misunderstood him and hurt him, as long as she said a word and a look...

No, she doesn't need to do anything. As long as she is around, he is satisfied.

Juliana Lewis looked at Timothy Greene and said seriously, "Timothy Greene, live well, and don't give up your life because of a child's children's words."

To live?

She is really ruthless.

Juliana Lewis really won't, and really doesn't want to give Timothy Greene any hope: "I only like Ah Cheng, and I won't like others anymore."

Timothy Greene only felt that by Juliana Lewis's words, the injuries were riddled with holes, and all the limbs and bones were in pain.

She's like an executioner.

Timothy Greene didn't want to hear that she liked Benson Leach any more.

Timothy Greene stood up, his hands propped up the balcony railing, and looked down at the scenery below.

Doctors and nurses walk back and forth, family members accompany patients for a walk downstairs, and children wear sick clothes and are still playing and laughing.

Looking at this scene, Timothy Greene calmly said: "Yuan Han and Stewart Morris are dead."