Wife is a Lawyer novel Chapter 167

"Luis's arrival is a long story."

Peter didn't know how to go about it with Theresa.

But Theresa spoke up, looking at him with red eyes, "It's a surrogate, isn't it? I want to know, who is that woman?"

She trailed off.

"This matter has been kept secret from anyone, even Luis' own mother doesn't know about his existence. So there is even less need for you to know about the man's existence."

Although Peter now knows the person, who it is.

But right now, he doesn't want to tell Theresa.

"Then why did you lie to me in the first place? So what if it's your child, I love you, why would I care so much?"

She placed her hands on the couch and clasped her hands tightly against it, not to mention how angry she was.

"So, what's the point of asking these questions again?"

Peter's cold face was covered with gloom, "Theresa, you should know that I hate it when people investigate me. You, don't be provoking my bottom line."

The man got up, walked to his desk and continued to bury his head in his office.

For her crying pearly, pitiful, but without a trace of heartache.

Theresa felt his coldness and disdain and looked up at the ceiling in despair, letting the tears slide down her cheeks and over her neck, finally soaking her lapel.

"I just care about you too much."

Women are like this, like a person can be humble to the dust, but more often than not in exchange for a man's lack of understanding.

Theresa did not think that Peter would understand her, but simply hoped that Peter would feel the love that she had for him.

But what Theresa doesn't know is that this love, for Peter, is really heavy and burdensome.

"It's office hours, so if you don't have the heart to work properly, then turn around and tell the HR department that you don't have to come over."

She sobbed and choked, crying enough to move people, but Peter didn't care.

Even the tone of voice muzzle is so cold.

She got up, walked up to Peter, snatched the document from his hand in a fit of anger, and said angrily: "Peter, what am I in your heart? You're the one who engaged me, and you're the one who treated me coldly? You were the one who provoked me in the first place! Why do you have to be so selfish? What have I done to you?"

From the time we met until now, her heart for Peter has never changed, loving him to the bone.

But the man simply did not understand her feelings and did not give her a lot of pampering.

Not even, a third as much as Adriana!

How could she not be angry and jealous?

Peter was surprised by her shrewish behavior for a moment.

And then slowly hung his head, closed the signature pen in his hand, held the cup on the table, took a sip of water, and suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Sit down."

He didn't want to argue with Theresa. There are some things that arguing won't solve.

Now that there are problems with Theresa, it won't do to just run away.

Theresa stood motionless while he walked up, took her hand, and pulled her to the couch and sat down.

The man sat across from her and saw her crying like a tearful person, so he pulled out some tissues and handed them to her, "Crying and crying won't solve any problems. Tears, sometimes very worthless, women, should love themselves."

He spoke in a calm tone.