Chapter 632 Which Is Real You

Chapter 632 Which Is Real You After a long time, that door still didn't open. A surprised cheer came from next door, "Darling, why are you here!" Darling. There was a mocking smile on the corner of Hugh's mouth. This was a very strange word for him. Since they got married, Vivian and he said few words, let alone this word. He said this word to... Suddenly, the door handle moved and the door was gently pushed open. Snowie's tired face appeared. Both of them froze. Looking at each other for a long time, Snowie reacted first. She put the bag in her hand on the sofa, and asked, "How is she?" Although she knew clearly that there was no link between her and what happened to the child .... She guessed that Vivian had already placed all the charges on her. Otherwise, she would not be called Vivian. The moment Hugh saw Snowie, the empty place in his heart was quickly filled with complex emotions, such as anger, suspicion, jealousy... They were like an ant that quickly gnawed at his heart. "Didn't you leave?" His words did not have a trace of warmth. The eyes were even colder and scarier. "I came back to get my things." She suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to take the box hidden under the bed The box was filled with the memories about Jack. She thought he had an affair, so she locked all the memories about him in that box. She never thought that the truth would be so cruel. And it was cruel enough to break the distance of time and bring her great harm once again. Although she had already stopped hating and loving Jack. But it was still her fault. He must have died with regrets. Looking at Snowie's slightly sad eyes, Hugh somehow had a feeling of electric shock. There was never such strong sadness in those eyes, as if the next second those sadness would become a big mouth to swallow Snowie. Was it for that man? The man named Jack? "What did you come back for?" He had wanted to ask her why did she push Vivian. But when he opened his mouth. It turned into different words altogether. Snowie turned around and walked towards the bedroom. She didn't have the strength to continue talking with Hugh. Sitting face-to-face with him had consumed half of her life's energy. Hugh also followed her to the bedroom. He saw Snowie take out a dusty box from under the bed. She bowed her head and carefully wiped the box in her hands, as if she was wiping a priceless treasure. The warm sunlight filtered through the cold window and scattered mercilessly on her. But it seemed that inadvertently, a beautiful painting was outlined. In the painting, Snowie was so quiet, beautiful and serene, which was completely different from his memory, and seemed to overlap with his memory. She was increasingly a stranger. "What is this!" He interrupted his confused thoughts with an annoyed voice, as if a thousand beasts were rampaging in his mind at the moment. "Nothing." Snowie said in an indifferent tone, "Shouldn't you be at the hospital with her right now?" "What is this!" Hugh suddenly snatched the box out of Snowie's hand violently. She was so careful that as if there was a needle point stabbing hard at his heart. He wanted to see what it was that made her cherish it so much. The box shattered on the ground with a crash and things inside instantly rolled out. There were glass beads, rubber bands, and...a photo. A very young teenager standing behind Snowie with a "yeah" gesture. But standing in front of him, there was a small woman's shy expression on Snowie's face. Like an electric shock, this photo jolted him awake. It turned out that... in Snowie's heart, there was always only one person. He was Jack! "You've come to get the memories that belong to you, right!" He was so angry that he threw all the things into the box. He picked up the box and threw it straight to the window. The expression on his face was a cold mockery, "Now there's nothing!" Snowie sat dumbfounded on the edge of the bed. Her hands still held the box. At this moment, her big vibrant eyes became abnormally red. Crystal tears slipped down from the corners of her eyes and finally turned bitter. "Hugh, enough! " she stood up violently and walked towards the living room with big steps. Behind her, Hugh grabbed her arm one step ahead of her and said coldly, "You are not allowed to go anywhere today!" "What are you doing?" The cold breath of his body made Snowie shiver. This dangerous aura was strange and familiar. The smile on Hugh's face deepened, "You killed my child. I want you to pay for one!" "What ......" Snowie trembled and clutched her shoulders, shaking her head helplessly. Hugh in front of her was not the real Hugh. He would not do such a thing .... Ouch… "Ah..." A sound rang out crisply in the room.