Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 192

Was her little daughter's private life outside really that messy?

"Mom!" Don't you know what kind of person your sister is? In the entertainment industry, a lot of things are only things that catch the wind and catch the shadows, and are not the truth." Willow explained for her.

"Humph!" He shouldn't have entered the film industry to work. This would not have been good for his reputation! You know the industry is getting worse." Mr. Baker's eyes immediately revealed a look of displeasure.

Libby's heart skipped a beat. Outside, she was a famous actress. At home, she was just a little transparent.

"Dad, mom, I will pay attention!" Libby replied obediently.

Mrs. Baker looked at her youngest daughter and said, "Libby, your father and I intend to arrange a marriage for you as soon as possible, so you can get married without having to show your face again."

Libby's eating movements froze as she looked up in panic, "Ugh! Dad, mom, I don't have any intention of getting married yet."

"In short, your mom and I will give you a few decent youths. You should get to know each other when you see each other, but now it's not your turn to pick other people."

"Dad ... I don't want a blind date, I don't want to get married, I'm fine now." Libby put down his chopsticks, "I'm full, I'm leaving first."

Libby took her bag and quickly walked out. Behind her, Willow chased after her, "Libby, wait a moment."

Willow stood under the light, but was already sobbing. Willow lightly patted her shoulder and said, "Don't blame mom and dad. They thought that this was for your own good. But I support your work, don't worry! I'll talk to mom and dad."

"Willow, you're their pride. I'm not. I'm just someone who will embarrass them." Libby hugged her elder sister tightly. She was truly wronged. She was only pursuing the direction of her dreams and going against her family.

Willow patted her, "Alright, no one will think that you are shameful. I trust you. I will watch whatever you do. Probably your parents are too conservative."

"En!" Libby nodded as she walked towards her car.

Behind her, Willow looked at her and sighed.

Libby's car drove straight into the night, but her tears still blurred her vision. In the end, she stopped at the side of the road, leaned on the steering wheel, and cried for a while.

She called her assistant, Mariela, to call her for a quick meal. With her identity, even if she felt wronged, she could only spend most of her time at home. As a public figure, her freedom and hers were restricted.

If she went out without bodyguards and assistants, she would easily be surrounded.

After Libby finished the fast food brought from Mariela, she told Mariela to go back first. She wanted to calm down, but she was depressed to the point that she wanted to drink something.

Now she wanted to drink.

Libby also used it to cultivate her alcohol tolerance, because she also had friends who liked to socialize with her, so she did not want her alcohol tolerance to be too low.

Libby took out the entire four bottles and placed them on the table. As if she was suffocating, she opened all four bottles. Then, as if she was drinking water, bottle by bottle, thinking about how strict her father was and how her mother did not understand, she really felt wronged.

In the blink of an eye, Libby had already drank three bottles. She was full and felt anxious so she got up to go to the toilet. Unexpectedly, her body swayed and she tripped on the sofa as she got up to find the bathroom.

After going to the toilet, she lay back down on the sofa. She was already drunk from the alcohol, so she picked up the phone and prepared to let Mariela take care of her.