——"I will try to avoid hiding my ideas as much as possible."

Siouville regrets what he said just now.

He has been avoiding discussing his marital status with Karan.

"Raphael said," Karan said, "He said Mrs. Tilin was also consulting a divorce lawyer, so I want to ask..."

"How does this affect our relationship?" Siouville interrupted.

Karan was speechless for a while: "If you don't think you don't, then I have nothing to say."

Siouville wanted to sew Raphael's mouth.

He really won't miss any opportunity to sow discord.

Perhaps Karan felt that Mrs. Tilin wanted to divorce because of her existence - although this was part of the reason - but even without her, Tilin would not be able to endure this kind of life sooner or later.

Tirin is a very romantic person.

I need a man who can talk to Gauguin with her, watch Shakespeare, go to the Aegean Sea to bask in the sun, and at least 23 hours a day to be able to get close to her and share their lives with social software in real time.

Siouville obviously isn't.

Dilin neither understands what he is doing every day nor why he doesn't come to accompany him.

"It's okay if you don't want to talk," Karan said coldly. "You respect my right to speak, and I respect your right to remain silent, which is fair."

Siouville couldn't dodge Karan's gaze.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Karan looked away and flipped out his cell phone email.

Siouville pulled her cell phone away and let her look at herself.

"I think Davis's domestic violence and radical means have affected our support among the people. So I'm discussing divorce with him."

Karan pursed her lips again and grabbed her phone back.

"I want to see if the summer camp has replied to me."

Siouville grabbed her wrist and said, "Well, I'm really going through the divorce process."

Karan didn't move, waiting for his follow-up.

But Siouville didn't know what to say to her-"Oh, I'm divorced for you, and my wife, who has been with me for twenty years, is about to ask me for huge alimony, but this does not affect our relationship."

Like this?

Karan couldn't raise her head a little, and she was very quiet: "What do Raphael and Arnold say?"

Siouville had to lean against her lips and listen.

"Raphael was unhappy, and Arnold had no idea."

After what happened today, Siouville was a little aware of why Raphael was unhappy.

"All right……"

They parted a little unhappy.

Siouville needs some time to solve the Davis family's problems.

Karan needs some time to seriously think about the relationship between the two.

Karan received a reply from the summer camp on the third working day.

Her application was approved.

She can attend the summer camp from August to September.

Before leaving, she had some time to do her own thing. She chose to help in Dr. Feynman's laboratory, because the part-time salary of undergraduates is relatively low, Dr. Feynman would invite her to her house for dinner in order to compensate her.

Rebecca has been in bed recently and has been recuperating.

Dr. Feynman occasionally warms up the dishes of the previous day and occasionally makes them by himself.

Later, Karan simply took over his job.

She learned a few dishes from Mrs. Nashley. Although they were not particularly amazing, they were at least at home. She also bought a lot of pastry ingredients and gave them to Rebecca in a variety of ways every day.

Dr. Feynman felt very embarrassed and could only raise her part-time salary.

Dr. Feynman said that Rebecca has always been in good health and that this time it may be because of heart disease.

She suddenly learned that her child was not dead, but was resold. She was imprisoned for Karan's surgery for a while, and she lost 20 kilograms and was immersed in depression every day.

"Dr. Rebecca?" At noon that day, Feynman worked overtime in the laboratory, and Karan came to deliver lunch to Rebecca.

Her heartbeats tight when she saw Rebecca lying on the bed.

The palpitations that had not been around for a long time after the operation suddenly surged up.

The insulation bucket in her hand fell.

"Dr. Rebecca?" Karan hurriedly stepped forward and helped her up.

Rebecca's eyes were red and swollen, her pajamas were wrinkled, and there was a pile of wet rolls of paper beside the bed. She fainted while holding the kettle, which fell to the side, soaked the carpet and wet her clothes.

Karan quickly helped her up and wiped her clean with a dry towel.

"Are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?" Karan's heart was grinning.

"No need..." Rebecca's voice was deep, "I can get up by myself."

She slowly stood up and returned to bed.

In fact, she was not so depressed before because she was going to perform surgery on Karan. The matter was unresolved, hanging on her head like a sword, urging her to persevere in extreme sorrow.

But after Karan's operation was successfully completed, she was unable to recover.

No matter how Karan persuaded her, she had no choice.

She felt that she should explain her identity, but she didn't know if this would have the opposite effect on Rebecca's condition.

Before going to summer camp, Karan brought Alice to Rebecca's house.

"This is Dr. Rebecca," she introduced to Alice, "and it was the first person you met after you were born."

Rebecca hurriedly got out of bed.

"Oh, her name is Alice...I remember, I remember." Her eyes were red, but there was a little smile in her eyes.

Alice greeted shyly: "Hello, Dr. Rebecca. Are you sick?"

"I feel a little uncomfortable." Rebecca said sadly.

Alice poked half of her body, then reached out and touched Rebecca's forehead: "You'll be fine."

"Thank you, Alice."

"The weather outside is very good." Alice said again, "Don't you need to open a little curtain?"

"Then let's open a little."

Karan helped open the window and went to cook.

She left Alice and asked her to take good care of Rebecca. Rebecca struggled to sit up, hugged Alice, and showed a gentle smile that had not been seen for a long time: "Yes, you have to take good care of me."

Alice nodded calmly.

By the time Karan finished cooking and delivered it to him, Rebecca was already telling a fairy tale to Alice.

"Mom, where is mine?" Alice didn't see her lunch box.

“We eat in the restaurant outside,” Karan said gently. “If you accidentally stain your bedroom, Rebecca will have to worry about cleaning up.”

Alice nodded sensibly and got out of bed.

Rebecca thought about it and put down the lunch box.

"I'll go out to eat too."

This is the first time she has walked out of the bedroom in nearly a month.

After dinner, Alice had to take a nap as usual.

Karan and Rebecca sat on the sofa in the living room, with all kinds of news broadcasting on the TV.

"She is so cute," Rebecca couldn't help but say, "I didn't expect that such a little bit of a big baby had grown up healthily and happily."

Karan nodded with a smile.

Rebecca looked towards the bedroom for a while, and suddenly her face darkened slightly.

"She's going to have that surgery, too, right?"

"Yes." Karan smiled bitterly.

The two of them were silent for a while.

"Actually, I was a little repulsive to this child at first." Karan put his hands on his knees and unconsciously rubbed his skirt. "You also know... my father and I... were not very happy together."

Rebecca nodded and placed her hand on Karan's shoulder, trying to give her some support.

"There is nothing to say in the middle..." Karan sank for a moment, then quickly cleared his throat and returned to his usual voice. "Now Alice is very important to me. Before I had the surgery, I didn't know how long I could live, so I tried to avoid her every day so that she would not have too deep feelings for me. But after I had the surgery, I wanted to be with her every day because I didn't know if this was my last day with her."
To be continued...