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Chapter 782 My love, don't go meekly into that good night
New Day, 2108 North Wallace Street, South Side, Chicago.

After opening his eyes, just like in the past few days, the first thing Frank did was to go to Monica's side. With a serious face, he carefully felt Monica's breathing to confirm whether Monica was still alive.

Monica, still sleeping soundly with a peaceful look on her face, is still alive.

Frank heaved a sigh of relief. Then, looking at Monica, he whispered, "My love, don't go gentle into that good night."

Words come out.

Frank took a deep breath and turned away.

When they got to the first floor, Frank took the invitation letter that he and Monica had prepared last night and went out quickly.

The first stop after Frank went out was Ding Xiu's house. He didn't knock on the door, but just put an invitation letter in through the letter slot on the door.

After the show, Frank continued walking and went to Carl's house and behaved in the same way.

Done.

Frank lit a cigarette and headed straight for Jackson's house without stopping.

dong dong dong~~~
This time, Frank knocked on the door.

Hearing the knock on the door, Silla, who was busy at home, answered and went to open the door, "I'm here."

When she opened the door and saw Frank, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, Sheila said sadly, "Oh, Frank..."

As I said, there aren’t many secrets in the South District.

Many people have heard that Monica could die at any time and that Frank is preparing for a wedding, including Sheila.

Therefore, when Sheila sees Frank again now, she really feels sorry for him.

As for the previous conflicts...

There will always be conflicts between people. Are you going to hold grudges all the time, like that bitch Fiona Gallagher?

Sheila is not Fiona Gallagher, and she doesn't like to hold grudges. In fact, she has already forgotten them.

"Is Monica okay?" Sheila asked tentatively.

Frank smiled brightly and nodded, "Still alive."

After that, Frank handed an invitation to Sheila, "If you have time, you are welcome to attend my wedding with Monica tomorrow. If possible, I hope you can bring the child with you."

"Monica is the biological mother of the child after all."

Frank just finished.

Eddie, who heard the noise in the house and knew that it was Frank, quickly walked to Sheila's side, and with a very sad expression, he simply agreed, "We will take the children with us."

"Thank you," Frank said with a smile, without any more words, and turned and left.

This kind of Frank really makes people feel strange and uncomfortable.

Eddie watched and couldn't help but called out, "Frank, is there anything we can do to help?"

Frank heard it, but didn't turn around. He just shook his head and said nothing. He just kept walking away little by little.

"So sad," Sheila said, "I've never seen Frank like this..."

Eddie nodded. "He and Monica are probably destined to be a couple..."

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Ellabar Bar.

Frank pushed the door open and walked in. He didn't make any noise or shout as usual. He just smiled and walked towards Tommy, Kermit and others.

At this time of morning, the only old drunks in the bar were Tommy, Kermit and other old drunks.

Naturally, Tommy and the others also knew about Monica's affairs, and when they saw Frank appear, their eyes fell on Frank.

"Frank, are you okay?" Kermit asked with concern. "I'm fine," Frank smiled and handed Kermit an invitation, "Welcome to my wedding with Monica tomorrow."

Kermit took the invitation and couldn't help but ask again, "Are you really okay?"

Frank smiled back, but didn't say anything. He just turned to Tommy and handed him another invitation. "Tommy, welcome to my wedding with Monica tomorrow."

This kind of Frank is so unfamiliar.

Kevin looked at him, and after all, they had known each other for so many years, so he felt very sad. So, he turned around silently, took a bottle of good wine from the wine rack, poured a glass, and called Frank, "Frank, have a drink, it's free."

Frank heard it, looked at Kevin, handed him an invitation, and shook his head again, "Thanks, I have to stay sober and can't drink."

Having said that, Frank moved quickly and continued to send out invitations.

It didn't take long.

"See you tomorrow," Frank said with a smile, turned and walked out, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Jesus!" Tommy said in surprise, "I never thought I'd see Frank refuse a free drink in my lifetime."

Kermit followed up by saying, "He seemed like a different person. It was obvious that he was hit hard."

Kevin picked up the wine he had just poured for Frank, drank it all, and said with emotion, "There is true love between Frank and Monica. Now that Monica is leaving, it's not surprising that Frank has become like this."

Just like that, the drunkards started talking about Frank and Monica.

In the chat room.

Most of Frank and Monica's lives seemed to appear just like that.

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In a blink of an eye, the sun sets and it is evening.

2108 North Wallace Street, in the backyard.

Debbie, who was busy and sweating, sat down on a chair, looked at the wedding scene in front of her, and smiled. She felt that considering the tight time, it was already very good to be able to accomplish this.

Next to her, Carl, who was called by Debbie to help three days ago, took two bottles of beer, sat next to Debbie, and handed a bottle of beer to Debbie.

Debbie took it, gulped down a few sips, turned her head towards Carl, and said, "Thank you for your help."

Karl took a sip of beer and shook his head calmly, “Monica is also my mother. No matter what she was like before, she is leaving now. I am willing to do something if I can.”

Debbie smiled faintly, "You have really changed a lot. You are completely different from what I remember."

Carl grinned, "Yeah, that should be a good thing."

"It's a good thing," Debbie smiled back.

Under the setting sun, Debbie and Carl, a brother and sister who had grown a lot after a long time, chatted in a harmonious atmosphere, whether voluntarily or forcedly.

After chatting for a while, Debbie put down the empty bottle and asked, "Will they come to the wedding tomorrow?"

Carl was stunned for a moment before realizing who Debbie was talking about, "Lip and Fiona?"

Debbie nodded.

"I asked, Lip should come," Carl replied, "Fiona, no."

This result is not surprising.

Debbie smiled, then sighed, "Tell me, why didn't I realize Fiona was such a bitch when I was little?"

Karl was too lazy to think about such a complicated question, and said calmly, "Maybe it was because I was young at that time?"

"That's probably it," Debbie agreed.

(End of this chapter)