"Rosalie Taylor, I beg you, I really can't lose Eric, and my daughter can't be without a father. Please give Eric back to us."
As soon as she finished speaking, she instructed her daughter, "Meggie, quickly kneel down and beg this beautiful and kind aunt to have mercy and give our father back to us."
With a "clang", the sound of bones falling to the ground.
Her daughter knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, "Please, beautiful aunt. I am eight years old this year and have never seen my father. Please, please give my father back to me."
Laura also knelt down, tears streaming down her face.
It was on the weekends, that many people went out for morning coffee and exercise, and they all stopped and looked at me.
"I have been with Eric for ten years, accompanying him from the low point to now. In order to help him, I also have a lot of illness," Laura said weakly.
The surrounding crowd began to whisper and point at me, "So she is the third party. She always takes care of the children herself and has three daughters. Tsk, tsk, tsk."
"Don't associate with her, she has bad behavior."
"She is so ugly and so flirtatious; she must not be a good person."