Chapter Fifteen - Cozy

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London, March 1922 Tommy called me when he got back to Birmingham. He said that although he was beaten, it was nothing serious and I didn't need to worry... I held the phone and rolled my eyes. Believe it or not, you are a big liar. I muttered in my mind. We two fools always like to hide our true situation in front of each other, report good things but not bad things, and then continue to talk in silence Pay for each other.

"I may have found Polly's son, Tommy." I looked at the piece of paper in my hand. This was the Senate President I sponsored to help me. Got it. "Unfortunately, I haven't found Polly's daughter yet, I guess, um...she...but I'll keep looking of. " I held Tommy's arm and walked down the country road. "We haven't walked together like this for a long time." I sighed. I'm feeling suffocated in London these days. "here It looks good. We can buy a house in the countryside to retire in the future. "

"I have to buy another manor. You don't know. Turner Manor is in Yorkshire. It's as cold as a ghost house in the winter. I'll watch the cows." The house in Jin is pretty good. Imagine that, Tommy! Living in the countryside, not far from the city, the air is fresh and life is comfortable. Has its own flower field and horse farm. In the spring we can ride horses through the flowers. Not only can I ride a horse, I can also ride a horse. As for hunting, I can take our children hunting..." Tommy just listened seriously as I chattered about my wonderful ideas for the future.

I just leaned against the fence in the back and watched Tommy negotiate with the boy's foster mother and listened to his nonsense. He is the person responsible for the agency in the Birdsley parish of Birmingham City Council. The adoptive mother, Mrs. Johnson, must have loved the child very much and treated him like her own son. If it weren't for Polly, I couldn't bear to separate the mother and son. But this kid at least has the right to know the truth, right? But I couldn't help but wince when I heard Mrs. Johnson say that Polly smoked opium and tortured and beat her son. eyebrow. I can understand her feelings, but if she really said that to this child, it would be really vicious.

Mothers love their children, and most of them spoil their children - my brother ended up being the one with De Xing and me. It cannot be said that his mother's doting on him in his early years was completely irrelevant. We had been discussing for too long outside the yard, and Mrs. Johnson's panicked look also caught the boy's attention, and he turned to me.

They come over. "Your real name is Michael Gray, and your biological mother wants to meet you. Her address is written on the back of this business card. She wants to talk to you. " The boy looked first at Tommy and then at me, with the look of a boy who had just graduated from Cambridge and entered the London social scene. My head is blue, just like the look in Tommy's eyes when they saw me for the first time. I have seen this kind of stunning look too many times. But it seems a little different...

His eyes slid from my face to my ordinary clothes, and finally landed on my hands. The rich and powerful in London know that Turner The baroness's favorite jewelry is the ocean blue diamond ring given to her by her fiancé Thomas Shelby, which she will never leave. 6 carats The aquamarine is dazzling and dazzling under the embellishment of diamonds. I think the kid has made plans. When I got home, I sat on the sofa in a daze. This boy will definitely identify his biological mother - because of Tommy's clothes today and the car and the diamond on my hand. Precepts can prove to him the wealth level of this new family. But what if he knows what we do? Can he still accept his biological mother? If you accept it again For what reason? If it was because of money, wouldn't it be even more terrifying... "I'm in a daze again." Tommy always liked to just wrap a towel around his waist after taking a shower. He stood behind me with his bare chest and kissed my neck son. This makes me feel very itchy, but he always said that my neck is as graceful as a swan - "It is a piece of art." Taste, dear. "He said while kissing me at the time. "I wanted him to accept Polly, but I didn't want him to." I looked up, trying to get support and recognition from Tommy's eyes. "It's human nature to yearn for better living conditions." Tommy tried to comfort me, but I always felt that Twist. But I don't want to speak anymore. While Tommy didn't draw any conclusions, we all knew Michael was going to return to Polly. The matter is settled. I didn't want my words to drive a wedge between Tommy and his new cousin. Big deal I'll just pay more attention in the future.

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