The next morning, the winter was warm and the sun was warm. The air in Shirley's apartment was quiet and peaceful. She brought a cup of coffee to Wendy. They stood in front of the floor to ceiling window in pajamas, looking at the distinguished car outside. They talked with each other from time to time.

"Shirley, Malcolm has been waiting downstairs for a whole night. Are we really not allow him to come up?" Wendy glanced again and saw Malcolm getting out of his car.

"What is he doing here? He hurts Poppi more." Taking a sip of her coffee, Shirley snorted disdainfully and said, "did he think I would forgive him so easily by hurting himself with a ruse? No way! "

Wendy nodded as if she had only understood what she meant. "I don't know when Mr. Mo comes."

"I don't know." Noticing that Malcolm was about to go downstairs, Shirley quickly turned around, put down the coffee cup and said: "Mr. Su had something to deal with this morning, so when he called me, he told me that he had met Malcolm downstairs. Perhaps he would come last night. Who knows! Even if he came last night, it's too late. "

"Shirley, where are you going?" Wendy turned around and asked.

"I'm going to block Malcolm at the door. He seems to be coming up." Shirley wrapped her clothes and walked to the door. She said to Wendy, "Wendy, go and see if Poppi has woken up. It's almost nine o'clock now. Why hasn't she woken up yet?"

"Okay!" Wendy nodded and went to the bedroom obediently.

On the other side, Shirley opened the door and walked out. She leaned against the door with her arms crossed in front of her chest. As she watched the elevator going up, her mouth twisted in a sarcastic smile. She leisurely waited for the elevator.

Ding

As expected, the elevator stopped on this floor. The door slowly opened, and Malcolm appeared in front of Shirley in a somewhat gaunt figure.

"Welcome, Mr. Mo." Looking up and down at Malcolm, Shirley hummed and said, "Mr. Mo is a humble man. I'm afraid he won't be able to receive you. You can do whatever you want!"

"Is Poppi awake?" Malcolm directly asked in an imploring and pitiful tone. Standing under the thick door, he looked into the room eagerly even though he could see nothing.

"He won't see you even if he is awake." When Shirley reached for the door knob and stood in front of it, she suddenly remembered something and said with a sweet voice: "Oh, by the way! I forgot to congratulate Mr. Mo on your successful proposal. When will you be available Just give us the divorce agreement of Poppi! "

Malcolm trembled, Adam's apple bobbed in his throat. He stared at the woman, and asked in a hoarse voice, "is it Poppi who asked you to ask this?"

"Yes." Shirley answered straightforwardly. Seeing that Malcolm was in despair, she felt rather pleased in her heart. She asked, "what do you think? Let's say goodbye and separate each other from now on. For each of you and the unborn baby, it's ov

ep by step, but his eyes were fixed on Poppi all the time. The Adam's apple rolled and Malcolm said anxiously, "can I call the doctor to check for her first? Can you let it go if I make mistakes? "

"Yes! Shirley, let he call the doctor first! " Wendy pulled Shirley's sleeve and wiped away her tears. "Let Mr. Mo call the doctor for Poppi first! What happened to Poppi? "

"Shirley!" Said Malcolm, with his eyes fixed on her.

Shirley's heart sank and looked at Poppi. After a long time, she finally nodded her head.

Not long after, the doctor came and heard a few people describe the symptoms of Poppi. He had a general idea of what was going on, but he did not make it clear. He took the nurse into the bedroom and quietly stopped.

Leaning against the door of the bedroom, Shirley and Wendy could only hear the sound from inside, but they couldn't hear it clearly. But Malcolm could do nothing because he was too anxious. His body was cold from inside to outside.

He would rather believe that it was just the trick played by Poppi. He couldn't believe that what he said was true. Poppi really kept silent and didn't even make eye contact with her.

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After a long while and Malcolm almost broke into the ward, the doctor finally went out of the room.

"How is it going?"

"How is my wife?"

"How is Poppi?"

The three of them started to ask questions.

The doctor looked at the three of them and replied, "the patient needs further observation, but I assume that the patient is She got depressive disorder. "

"Depression? !" Malcolm held the doctor's shoulder and said, "say it again! I don't believe it! "

"No way It's impossible! " Shirley shook her head hard and said, "no. Poppi is so lively and lovely. How could she get depression? It was too sudden! I don't believe it, either! "

"Calm down, guys!" The doctor sighed, "I just gave the patient a test, and I've observed her. I think she's not very well."