Nolan Morrison sarcastically said, "Otherwise, what do you think? Do you think I've changed a lot after falling off the horse and experiencing death once? It made me realize a lot of things suddenly. You treat this world with kindness, but this world won't spare you. If you want me to live well in the future and don't want our family line to end with me, then don't stop me from doing anything."
Matilda Jenkins looked up at Nolan Morrison, only feeling that his words were simply... too domineering, so handsome!
Nicholas Morrison started breathing heavily, opening his mouth, and after a while, he spoke a sentence, "You… have grown up, go ahead!"
Between his son and relatives, he can only, and must, choose his son.
"Thank you, Father."
Nicholas suddenly raised a finger, "She…"
He pointed at Matilda, and Nolan held her hand, "She is my chosen wife, the only one."
"She can't… help, help you… I can let… let her stay, but you must marry…"
