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Seeing the determined face on her son, Gao Wanhua frowned. “Your attitude is just making everyone suffer. Enoch does need a mother, but it doesn’t have to be Xia Ning!”

“I don’t care. All I know is that without her, I’m suffering.” Qiao Yu looked even surer. “It’s not just Enoch needing a mother, I also need a wife.”

Gao Wanhua looked at her son and suddenly she looked relieved. She had thought that he would never understand this.

Aside from Enoch needing a mother, it was he who needed someone by his side.

People always looked for excuses for their own mistakes. He was never like this at work but was so stupid when it came to relationships. She wanted her son to be capable but did not want him to know nothing about relationships.

“Now that you’ve made up your mind, better follow along. I’m no mean mother-in-law in the dramas of rich families. I hold no bias against her. As long as you are happy.” Gao Wanhua nodded and walked directly to the lower floor.

Seeing his mother’s back, Qiao Yu felt some warmth in his heart. His mother was probably the only person who was still by his side until now.

Thinking through what happened four years ago, he realized that it was like a nightmare, not only for him but also for Xia Ning and for his mother.

That year, his father passed away and he divorced Xia Ning. His mother lost her husband and he lost his wife.

The only fortunate thing was, they had Enoch.

In Saint Maria Cathedral in England, Xia Ning was praying in front of a cross.

“May God forgive my sins.” She was muttering in her mouth and her voice was so low that only she herself could hear it clearly.

Some things were never going to be forgotten in her heart. No matter how busy she was, no matter how many things were going on, she had to come in here to face her own mistakes from the past.

After a long time, a tall shadow walked in and approached her.

Xia Ning opened her eyes suddenly and looked around at the person.

“Why are you here?”

“If I did not come, how can I get to see you?” The man walked in and a deep low voice came with him.

He was against the backlight and the contours of his face could not be seen clearly. His black suit looked calm and his steps towards her were steady. As he walked in, the cathedral got even quieter. Only footsteps could be heard and the air was getting more solemn.

Xia Ning frowned a little and coldly said, “What do you want from me?”

The man walked to Xia Ning and the tall figure overshadowed her. “Can’t I look for you for nothing?”

Xia Ning saw the man in front and frowned further. “We don’t seem to have that kind of friendship.”

“You are right, we do not.” The man looked up at the cross in front of them. “Seems like every year, today, you would be here. It’s been four years now.”

Xia Ning pressed her lips. “I don’t need you to worry about my life.”

The man looked down at her. “Asteria, you cannot get whatever you want for many things.”

Xia Ning sneered. “Are you reminding me of something? Su Jingchen, who do you think you are to talk to me like this?”

Su Jingcheng squinted a little. The light poured down his carved, beautiful face with coldness. “Don’t forget what you promised. You have a little over one year left out of the three years.”

Xia Ning looked cold. “I don’t need your reminder. I know. Get out now!”

Su Jingcheng turned around and walked towards the outside. Suddenly, he stopped his steps.

“His health is deteriorating. You should go back if you have time.”

Xia Ning looked even colder. “I don’t need you to tell me what to do!”

The man did not speak anymore and walked directly out of the cathedral. Xia Ning’s face was horrible. Some people were like a wolf under the cover of a sheep. He gained all your trust and would sell you out for his profit.