The female supporting role who passed through time was poisoned again

Chapter 263 Knot 19
Fast-forward ten years, and Robertson began to grow up, still feeling the same for Isabelle, and to announce their relationship to Priestley.

After Priestley objected for a month, he realized that his objection to the wedding of Robertson and Isabel was not because of the age difference of more than ten years, but because he was jealous that they could be together, so he relented. .

As soon as he let go, the wedding was held soon.

On the day of the wedding, some former friends from the orphanage came to the wedding, and Senior also brought his wife to the wedding.

Over the years, he has obtained a good position by relying on the influence of his wife's family. Compared with him when he was young, he has a lot more majesty.They also have a son, who happens to be ten years old this year.

After Zihua helped Isabel dress up, she held up a mirror to show her. One mirror reflected two faces.

Although Isabelle is wearing bridal makeup, with heavy blush on her face, she still doesn't look as good as Zihua's natural complexion, but she is slightly tired behind the makeup.

"After so many years, I already have signs of aging. Sister Gina's face is still the same as when I first saw her, so young and so healthy."

There was no jealousy in Isabelle's tone, but only deep sighs, lamenting that she was younger than she looked even though she had watched her grow up from childhood.

Zihuasu caressed Isabelle's forehead and looked at her beautiful pale green eyes, "Believe me, you are fine now, and Robertson loves you, not your young .”

Isabelle blushed, "Sister Gina still likes to joke with me so much."

"It's good that you know." Zihua took the snacks to the table, reminded her to eat less and left.

As soon as he walked into the courtyard, before turning the corner, Zihua met Senior head-on.

Holding a glass of wine in his hand, he was walking alone, his eyes looked around, as if he was looking for something, when he saw her, he stopped, his whole body shook, his eyes flashed thick Bitter, and then put on a ruthless look, with an inviolable majesty.

"Miss Gina, long time no see! You still look so young, in order to keep Priestley with this young face, you must have put a lot of thought into it!"

Senior's words were harsh and harsh, Zihua listened to his left ear and right ear, but didn't take his words to heart, she nodded slightly, and passed him straight, but when she was about to pass the corner, her hand was caught He grabbed it hard and took several steps back.

"Miss Gina, I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?"

"I heard, didn't I just give you a nod back?" Zihua swung her left hand vigorously, shaking off Senior's hand that had just grabbed her.

A storm was brewing in Senior's eyes, and he snorted coldly.

"Look at the son who even called Isabelle, you still follow him without a name. I have heard that he has a deep affection for his dead wife. You don't have any complaints like this." Is it worth it to be with him?
If I had known this was the case, it would be great if you agreed to my marriage at the beginning.How about this, I will give you a chance, as long as you promise to be my lover now, I guarantee that I can buy you any gems you want.

how is it? "

Robertson held the wine in his hand, and lifted Zihua's chin with his fingers very frivolously. He watched the expression on her face tightly with his eyes, not letting go of a trace of pride. However, to his disappointment, her expression was always the same. It was indifferent, even when he mentioned insulting words such as gems and lovers, she still stood like a puppet.

The sense of powerlessness of defeat had returned, as if she had rebuffed every marriage proposal he had made.

Anger flashed in Senior's eyes, and his lips came closer. Just when he was about to touch Yin Hong, who was thinking about her day and night, he saw the ridicule in her eyes.

She was mocking that the person he loved was still her, and he stood there as if struck by lightning, in a panic.

Zihua gently withdrew her chin from Senior's hand, and left without saying a word.

At the wedding of Isabelle and Robertson, Zihua did not receive Senior's inexplicable invitation to dance, and the others also acquiesced in her relationship with Priestley, in order to please Priestley. Nobody dared to ask for a dance, even though she was so beautiful and young.

Another ten years passed, and when Zihua was walking with Priestley in Clefke Manor, she received a letter, a letter from the orphanage.

The letter was from Dean Mapel, in which she begged her to visit Senior, who was seriously ill.

Zihua's eyes flashed slightly, and she guessed what it would be. After talking to Priestley, she got on her horse and rushed back to the orphanage.

The orphanage is still the same as it was decades ago. When Zihua got off the horse, she heard the ringtone, which was clear and distant. She followed the ringtone and finally came to the room where Senior lived in the orphanage.

As soon as she appeared at the door, Senior, who was lying on the hospital bed, noticed something. He said a few words weakly. Zihua couldn't hear what he said. Only his wife and Mapel who were closest to him Only then did I hear clearly.

His wife looked back at her bitterly, with tears in her eyes, and was finally pulled out of the room by Mapel. Everyone in the crowded room had dispersed.

Zihua walked into the room and sat down beside Senior's bed.

His rough hand quickly caressed hers, this time Zihua didn't shake him off.

"Sure enough, I can only exchange your love for me with pity."

There was helplessness in Senior's weak voice, Zihua didn't reply but just looked at him indifferently.

Senior didn't need her to speak, he just wanted her to be by his side when his life journey was about to end, as long as she was the one who was by his side at the last moment.

"It's been so many years, and your appearance is still as beautiful as when we first met. I think I finally understand why you didn't agree to my marriage proposal."

Senior's hand, already as thin as a dry branch, caressed her cheek, touched her plump lips, then her straight nose, then her clear eyes, and finally stopped on her slightly curly black hair, Caressing her hair, as if treating her beloved.

Zihua didn't speak, just looked back at him quietly, looking back at his eyes that didn't want to close, her withered hands rested in her hair, stuck by the curled ends of her hair.

She gently placed her bare hands on his thin face, and closed the eyes that were too late to close.

Not closing your eyes means that there is still concern, and if you close it, there will be no more.

She took out the coins she had prepared, placed one on each of her left and right eyelids, and clasped her hands together.

(End of this chapter)