CHAPTER 177 THE DUPLICITOUS WOMAN

There were only two floors of the supermarket, but it costed them for several hours. It should be a boring thing. However, his little girl looked at everything as if with relish, which made him find something interesting in it.

In fact, in addition to the two packages of things, she did not buy anything, the rest of the shopping cart were all chosen by him. The snacks are the girl’s favorite, right? Although she rarely bought snacks those five years, he knew it was to save money for his eyes.

What a silly girl she was, didn’t she afraid that he would leave her after he recovered?

By the time he checked out, Oliver had already jumped out of the cart. There were many people lining up to check out. Fortunately, he had good temper to wait.

Looking at the family planning items on the shelf in front of the cash register, she pulled Alan and whispered, "get that box."

"Which one?”

"Contraception" she gnashed her teeth to say this word. What he knew was only making love with her but never thought of contraception. Men were impulsive animals, they only desired happiness.

Alan glanced at her dimly. "no, you may have my kid in your belly now." holds © this.

"I took the medicine." She whispered, but later, she felt his displeasure instantly, but she could do nothing. Things had not settled down, and she did not want to risk another child.

Alan looked at her coldly. She was always considerate. However, he seemed to have no right to accuse her, she had her concerns, because she had gone through so much, he must put himself in her shoes.

He took her in his arms and kissed her hair. "Don't eat it any more. It hurts you.”

When checking out, he took three boxes from the shelf and threw them on the counter. Oliver sensed a strange look from the cashier. Well, she was never as calm as he was.

When she got back to the car, she found his face a little tight and dull. He was not happy? Of course, he should be unhappy. He had promised to marry her, but she was still so ungrateful.

She poked him with her finger. "are you angry?"

"No." He drove with his eyes straight ahead. It was time for the end of the day. The road was crowded with cars and he was not driving very fast.

"There are 'I am not happy' on your face."

He released a hand and took her, "You think too much, I am a little depressed, but not very unhappy, I know you still have concerns, it doesn't matter, I can wait.”

Oliver put her head on his shoulder. "thank you."

Alan laughed. “fool.”

He had done so little for her, but fortunately, he had a chance to make up for it.

“Alan, I want to discuss something with you.”

"Yes."

"I…," she seemed hard to say it.

Alan gave her a look. "Aren't you always eloquent? Tell me when you've become so hesitant."

Oliver bit her lips, "I want to make Annie take my father’s surname Steele, I got pregnant when I didn't marry. That time, many people humilate me, but my parents said nothing, and didn't drive me out. They

took care of me in my pregnancy and confinement period. Moreover, they happily accepted Annie and cultivated her and let her settle down in Steele's did not blame me, they don't put me out of the house, they take care of my pregnancy, birth, recovering, they are very happy to accept the child, and then to take care of, cultivate, to let her into the Steele family's household register. If it's not because of them, I couldn't insist on for so many years. They only have me, besides, I am not their biological daughter. My mother can't bear a baby, so I want Annie to be the child of Steele's family."

Alan held her hand tightly and smiled. "That's not a big problem."

He was not the kind of old feudal, he just loved her. These years he should have taken care of her, but he was missing from her life. He didn't accompany her when she was paunchy, when she lay on the operating table, or even when she was pregnant with his child.

He owed her so much, so he had no right to rob the child of his name. it didn’t matter that Annie surnamed Steele, When she was willing, he would have another one with her.

Oliver didn't think he'd agree so quickly. She thought he was so bossy and everything he wanted would be labeled his Alan.

"You're not angry."

"Why should I be angry?” He asked.

Right, he was not angry, so why she was still worried about? He put his hand back on the steering wheel, "Drive carefully, you are carrying a mother of a daughter."

"Yes, Mrs. Hoyle." Alan laughed.

"Where are we going?” She looked out at a strange place and did not know where it was.

"Drive around."

"Ah? You're not afraid of getting lost?"

"Well, I'll sell you if I get lost." Alan laughed.

"Would you leave me alone?" Oliver looked down at him with greasy eyes.

"No." He didn't want to lose her again.

Oliver laughed, she suddenly remembered something, "By the way, did you sent a doll on Annie’s birthday as a birthday gift?”