Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

How could she let go of her father raising her with such gentle love, and Auntie Huanyan's understanding and love for her?

She ran, unconsciously, and subconsciously ran to the garden in the middle of the street that her father gave her back then. This garden is still lush with vegetation and pleasant scenery. It has become a place for many young people to date, and many A place for middle-aged and elderly people to dance at night.

Jasmine passed through all the people, her tears were blowing in the wind, she kept looking for it with her intuition, and finally she found it, she found the swing.

It's very old from the weather.

She sat on the swing, letting her tears wet the front of her clothes, just like 17 years ago.

How should it be, how should it be?

One side is love, the other side is father.

Why did God torture her like this? ? ?

Between Huo Ziming and her father, she can only choose one, and only one person will stay with her all the time. Why, why?

What did Jasmine do wrong?

When she was young, she had a father and no mother.

She has her father's love, but she cannot be liked by others.

Later, when her mother came back, she had to stay with her mother and leave her father!

After so many years, she grew up, returned to her father, and got Ziming's love.

She thought this was the end, but it turned out it wasn't!

Between her father and the man she loves, she can only choose one!

why? ? ?

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Perhaps because she felt her stern questioning, there was a sudden flash of lightning in the originally silent sky, followed by the rumbling of thunder, followed by the bean-sized raindrops falling down.

Those dancing and dating people all scattered and went back, but Jasmine was still sitting alone, she felt that the rain was good, it seemed that this rain could wake her up.

At this moment, how she wished that 17 years had not passed!

She hoped that when she closed her eyes and opened them, she would still be the seven-year-old Situ Moli back then, who hadn't experienced all of this, and still only had a pure, ignorant heart for Huo Ziming, that was a child's little girl. thought.

If this feeling could be snuffed out in the bud, maybe she wouldn't be in so much pain now!

It won't make Dad suffer!

Dad must be in more pain than himself now!

He has paid so much for himself!

In the end, you still have to lose!

When Jasmine thought of this, she felt that she had committed an unforgivable crime. She clutched her fingernails fiercely until the skin was bleeding.

With tears streaming down her face, she prayed devoutly:

God, let me go back to ten years ago, please!

Let me stop loving him, let me never love him from the beginning to the end!

Let me never meet him! !

That way, he won't be in a car accident, and won't suffer so much! !

That way, he can live a very lucky and comfortable life, casually with any woman who likes him.

Our two lives will never intersect and overlap again. In that case, giving each other freedom and the widest sky for each other may be the best ending.

I love him, so I am willing to give up!

Give up, not because you forget, but because you remember! !

The raindrops gradually became smaller, but they didn't stop!

Jasmine was still leaning on the swing, the light raindrops seemed to be extinguishing her fiery thoughts like the gentlest hand.