Chapter 145

Maine was carried out of the car by Jimmy. With a red face, the little girl lay on his back, poked his strong back with her little finger, wrinkled her little nose and scolded him, "bastard, rogue..." It was not a curse, but a coquettish tone. Jimmy carried her into the house. All the servants in the room hadn't rested yet. They were all stunned when they saw them coming back. Maine was also frightened. Who could tell her why there were so many people in the living room? She was barefoot and her clothes were in a mess. She was carried on his shoulder, as if she had been loved deeply... Maine almost cried, so he buried his little face on Jimmy's back. Her scalp was numb to the extreme, and her little hand pinched his back hard. He must have done it on purpose! Jimmy threw the little girl on his back to the front, held her little bun, pressed the back of her head, and ordered the servant coldly, "my wife is shy. Why are you standing there? Get off the car!" Although Mr. Lincoln sa