My Wife is a Herbalist Practitioner novel Chapter 22

The wine glass in Brian's hand jerked at the subject, and he became gloomy on face.

As one of the four largest families in H City, Brian certainly knew the Lowe family, but unfortunately, he knew no more than the others.

Kieran was too low-key and mysterious and never appeared in the public's vision. Brian had sent people to inquire him, but he only learnt that Kieran came to H City a few years ago and his real home was D City.

D City was the most prosperous financial city, of which the street was full of rich second generation. And the general rich families were not able to reach the financial center.

Of course, D City also had its own top rich families, which were the real business titans, in charge of the economic lifeline of all Asia.

Brian had heard that the top family in D City was also the Lowe family.

Was it all a coincidence?

In fact, the deep-rooted rich family H City was the George family. And Rowan George had been growing up with Kieran Lowe.

Daisy had felt the change of Brian's Mood, she continued, "Brian, have you forgotten Sylvie had a man in the countryside? And they slept in the cave for a night. She was so young at that time, but she had started to mess around with man.

Brian emptied his glass of red wine, and then pushed Daisy to the bed.

Brian's action was rude. Daisy's head directly hit the bed cabinet, and she was in great pain.

At this moment, Brian pressed her down his body and stared at Daisy with red eyes.

Daisy was scared by Brian’s look. Every time she said Sylvie was with a man, he would be out of control and became very terrible.

But Daisy really liked Brian, so she put her arms around Brian's neck, "Brian, I love you, you are my only man, and I gave my virginity to you."

Brian showed a ferocious face. Yes, Sylvie betrayed him, she was a slut and did not deserve his love.

He wanted to forget Sylvie!

Brian reached out and pulled Daisy's pajamas. Daisy hugged him happily, "Brian, I want to be with you forever."

Brian closed his eyes, but Sylvie was still lingering in his mind. She was little at that time, Sylvie’s mother took her to his home and said to him, “Brian, I marry Sylvie to you when she grows up, ok?

He blushed and went directly into the room without saying a word out of shyness.

On that day, their engagement had been decided.

He still remembered Sylvie’s lovely and intelligent look. She looked at him with bright black eyes smiling -- Brian.

Brian buried his handsome face in Daisy’s hair, and whispered a name in a hoarse voice -- Sylvie...

Hearing the name of "Sylvie," Daisy felt as if there was a basin of cold water rushed down to her head directly, drenching her fantasy about love and happiness.

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Daisy had fallen asleep. In the dark, Brian leaning on the bed lit a cigarette and smoked.

When a cigarette was about to go out, Brian pulled out his cell phone and made a call to someone.

Soon, Sylvie’s sweet voice was sounded, "Hello."

"It's me." Brian spat a puff of smoke out of his mouth.

Sylvie spoke after a few seconds of silence, "What is it?"

"Come to Room 8206 tomorrow night. I'll be expecting you."