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The Amazing Son in Law/

Chapter - 2216

Chapter - 2216

Deana counted and nodded. Since she married Zayne, she has not cared about Zayne's work. Because she felt that she didn't need to interfere with men's affairs. Therefore, she never asked Zayne about the details of his work.

Seeing that Zayne was very tired, she said: "You go change your clothes first, I'll put some water on for you, take a good bath, turn your hands off when you sleep at night, and you won't be allowed to wake up naturally if you don't sleep tonight"

Zayne was moved in his heart, and hurriedly said: "My wife, you don't need to worry about me, I can just put the water on my own."

Deana said: "The water in the bathtub is what I just used. It will take a long time to change the water. You can change your clothes and rest for a while."

Zayne smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll just use your washed water to soak for a while." Deana said with some shame: "How can it work! The soaked water is not clean," You wait, I'll put in a new jar of water."

"No need." Zayne smiled, and went into the bathroom busy, taking off his clothes while saying, "How can my wife's bath water be dirty!" Don’t worry, I’ll just go in and soak for a while!”

Deana saw that he took off his clothes. He shook her head helplessly, and said, “That’s OK, you can soak for a while. If the water gets cold, let’s heat it up. Go to bed and read a book."

Zayne hurriedly laughed: "Okay! Go!"

Deana left the bathroom, shut the door, and then lay on the comfortable and luxurious bed. She took a book called Anna Karenina. This is a literary masterpiece by the Russian writer Leo Tolstoy. It is about the tragedy of Anna Karenina's pursuit of love. Deana has read this book countless times, and she can memorize many passages verbatim, but she still picks it up and reads it every few times.

Sometimes, she felt that she was a bit like the heroine of this book to some extent. Although she was born a noble, although she was an elegant and charming eldest lady in the eyes of others, she never got the love she really wanted.

Her husband, like Anna's husband, is fascinated by his career. Although he loves her deeply, she feels a kind of boring frustration because of his excessive rigidity. She can only find comfort in life from my children. The subtle thing is that Anna met her true love in a lifeless married life. But he is quite the opposite.

It was after encountering true love, but not being able to get true love, that she joined Zayne's marriage together. Anna finally died by suicide. Although Deana did not have any thoughts of suicide, since the day she married Zayne, she knew that the love in her life was dead. After flipping through a few pages casually, Deana couldn't help but emerge the figure of the man in her mind.

For more than twenty years, the figure of that man has never left her thoughts. Almost every night, she fell asleep thinking of the man's figure. And that man is the love of her life, Bruce. Thinking of Bruce, she involuntarily reached out and picked up her mobile phone. After the phone was unlocked, she opened the browser on the phone and entered a very complicated web address in the address field.

This URL is actually a web album. After logging in to the account and password, she clicked to confirm and entered her private photo album.

This private album was registered by Deana herself more than ten years ago. She converted all the photos of her and Bruce, as well as all the photos of Bruce that she could find, into an electronic version and transferred them to this album.

Only she knows the account number and password. As long as she has the opportunity, she will open this album every day for a while, and then silently exit and delete all access records.

At this moment, she opened the photo album, and when the handsome face of Bruce appeared on the screen of the phone, tears of Deana's two lines burst out involuntarily.

She looked at Bruce's photo, rubbed his face with her fingertips, and whispered in a low voice: "Bruce, you have been away for so many years, why can't I forget you?