My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace) novel Chapter 3924

Chapter 3924 

Mick’s heart suddenly tightened. 

“What’s wrong with you?” He asked, his hand that was originally holding her neck unconsciously loosened. 

“Have you seen my mother?” Nancy murmured. 

“What’s wrong with you?” Mick asked. 

But Nancy still asked in a roundabout way, “Have you seen my 

mother?” 

Mick suddenly understood that she might be a little confused at the moment. 

Was she sleepwalking? 

However, in his impression, her symptoms seemed to be somewhat different from sleepwalking. 

Or, because her mother’s death was too much of a shock to her, she was refusing to accept the fact that her mother had died. 

“I haven’t seen your mother,” he replied. 

Even he himself felt a little unbelievable that he was answering 

the words of someone who was confused. 

After hearing his answer, she looked disappointed and stood there blankly. 

Tears the size of beans kept rolling down her face, making her already tear-stained face even wetter. 

Mick had seen women cry before, many times. 

In fact, many women liked to use tears as a weapon to try and make him feel sorry for them. 

But in the face of those women’s tears, he remained completely unmoved. 

However, at this moment, looking at her tears, he felt like there was something blocking his chest, making him uncomfortable. 

“Don’t cry,” Mick said. 

But Nancy seemed to not have heard his voice at all, and her tears continued to flow, with a faint sobbing sound coming from her mouth. 

The tears became more and more, and along with the gentle crying sound, Mick began to feel more and more restless. 

“I told you not to cry!” With his words falling, he pulled her over and pressed his lips directly onto hers, blocking the crying sound that was making him feel uneasy. 

He didn’t want to hear her crying voice anymore, nor did he want to see her tears, as it made him extremely uncomfortable. 

The room fell silent. 

It seemed like the only thing left was the sound of their breathing. 

The warmth on her lips made Nancy vaguely come back to her senses, and then her pupils suddenly widened. 

What was going on? Where was she now? 

And the feeling on her lips… was it a kiss? 

Is the man in front of her kissing her? 

Her mind is almost blank, as if a piece of it has been cut off. 

All the blood in her body seems to be concentrated on her lips. 

The warm touch, is this… Mick’s lips? 

Is this reality or just an illusion?