Hearing Mrs. Wilson’s inquiry, Christopher looked at the contents of the list, gritted his teeth and nodded in a dark face.
Seeing him nodded, Old Lady Wilson immediately felt her heart hurt. She stretched out her hand to cover her heart, and yelled.
Both Harold and Wendy were very embarrassed. At this moment, they didn’t know what to say.
After all, it was his own mother, and she couldn’t speak at this time as children.
Christopher gritted his teeth at this time, his eyes were bloodshot, and he glared at Hannah as if he was choosing someone, and cursed angrily: “btch! Did you fcking sleep with other men in the black coal mine?! With Who slept?!”
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