"Fortunately, my head was a little dizzy..." Mrs. Woodson rubbed her temples, held the teacup and took a sip, then sighed in a low voice: "I really didn't expect that I would get drunk. I had obviously had a good alcohol tolerance!"

"No, when you came back, you were drunk, but it scared me and the housekeeper!"

Gina shrugged helplessly and asked in a low voice: "Who did you meet when you went out? Why did you get so drunk when you came back tonight?"

In her impression, no matter what friend her mother meets, she will never get drunk. The taxi driver who sent her back cannot tell who the person who sent her into the car. She only said that she was a very gentlemanly man, which made her very confused.

As far as she knows, her mother doesn't seem to have a good relationship with a male friend! Mrs. Woodson looked at Gina's worried look, and did not intend to hide it from her. She whispered: "It's not someone else, it's your elder brother Feng Xun's father, my ex-husband..." "What?

So the friend you met was him?"

Gina widened her eyes in surprise, thinking she had heard it wrong: "How could you meet him?"

Didn’t you have a very terrible quarrel at the beginning?”

"So many years have passed, no matter how furious it is, there is no big hatred!"

Mrs. Woodson smiled self-deprecatingly, with a bitter smile: "And after all, I'm sorry for him, but I didn't expect that he not only doesn't hate me now, but heard that I had kidnapping, but he also flew to New York to visit me!"

"So can I think you are planning to reconcile with him?"

Gina asked carefully, looking at her mother with a little more exploration.

"Gina, you're overthinking. We just sat down and had a cup of coffee together, and then had another dinner, not getting back to normal!"

When Mrs. Woodson said this, she couldn't help feeling a little sad when she remembered what Feng's father said before she was drunk.

In fact, she should have known that they could not reconcile because he is Feng Xun's father. Feng Xun is so obsessed with cleanliness. His obsessed with cleanliness will only be even worse than Feng Xun! From the moment she chose to betray him, she would never be able to return to him again! His illness has been cured, and he no longer hates her, but he will no longer have any other feelings for her. Perhaps this is the best ending. At least they are Feng Xun's close relatives. They don't have to be like enemies, which will only make Feng Xun embarrassed... But after realizing this fact, her heart still hurts so much that she can't breathe. She can only numb her nerves with one cup of wine, so that she no longer continues to think and regret... "Mom, are you okay?"

Gina originally thought that after meeting with her elder brother's father, she would have had a good chat with her. However, after her mother came back, she was terrible drunk. Now she woke up, but she looked bitter and helpless, which made her feel a little worried.

"I'm fine..." Mrs. Woodson came to her senses, met her daughter's worried gaze, patted her arm and smiled, "Okay, I feel uncomfortable all over. I'm going to take a bath to relieve it. You're tired too. Go back to your room to rest early!"

"I'll help you put the hot water first!"

Gina got up and walked towards the bathroom, helping her mother put the hot water in the bathtub.

Mrs. Woodson put down the teacup in her hand, subconsciously picked up her cell phone and took a look, and saw the message from Feng Xun.

"My father knew that Darren was still alive, so he called me just now...." When Mrs. Woodson saw this news, she was so scared that she almost threw her phone on the ground.

She calmed down and picked up her cell phone and quickly called Feng Xun. The news she got was that Feng Xun was talking. She hesitated for a moment and took a deep breath. She still tried to call Feng’s father.

This number was what she asked him for when she was drinking coffee, but she didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

While waiting for Mrs. Feng to answer the phone, Mrs. Woodson's heartbeat continued to accelerate and her breathing was a little difficult. Thinking about her before, she was drunk and asked if he could give herself another chance. If he knew that Darren was still alive and had met her, would he scold her shamelessly in his heart, and even feel disgusting?

Mrs. Woodson became more and more panicked as she thought about it. She was worried that he would not answer her phone, and she was worried that he would answer her phone, and she didn't know where to start.

As time passed, she was about to put down her cell phone when she heard the phone call was answered. Feng's father's familiar low voice came into his ears: "Hey—" "It's me..." Mrs. Woodson whispered, not knowing what to say.

Feng's father on the other end of the phone responded softly, but he couldn't hear the sound of joy and anger. He asked in a low voice: "Eva, it's so late, shouldn't you go to bed? Why did you suddenly call me?"

When Mrs. Woodson heard his question, her eyes were a little hot. This sentence might sound nothing, but she still heard a rare concern from it! So even if he knew that Darren was still alive, was he still willing to answer her phone call, and even cared about her?

"I just woke up and drank some tea. Now it's much better..." Mrs. Woodson said this and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I wouldn't have drunk so much wine if I had known it!"

He almost made a joke in front of him, but he didn't know that he had heard about Darren's life! "Don't drink like this in the future. You and I are no longer young, so you and I can't ignore your body!"

Feng's father persuaded him in a shallow tone.

"I know, I haven't drunk so much wine in a long time..." Mrs. Woodson responded softly and said, "Maybe today is a special day..." Feng's father did not answer her, and he seemed a little silent on the phone.

At this moment, Mrs. Woodson heard a lot of noise from the phone and couldn't help asking with concern: "I seem to hear the sound of the propeller. Where are you? Haven't you returned to the hotel to rest?"

"Well, I just took a helicopter to the hotel in Philadelphia and am ready to rest..." Mrs. Woodson's answer made Mrs. Woodson's eyes wide in surprise: "Philadelphia?

Aren't you in New York?

Why did you leave suddenly?”

The news of his departure shocked her a little. Before he could explain, she couldn't help asking again: "Are you worried that I will be entangled with me before you leave in such a hurry?

Or is it because of Darren's news?”
Chapter completed!