Chapter 563 I'm Not Going

"My life is monotonous, I catch chickens, people catch me, all chickens are the same, and all people are the same. So I get a little bored. But if you tame me, my life is must be happy..."

Joanna Pakula sat on the beach mat, holding a thin copy of "The Little Prince" in her hand, and read slowly and softly, her voice was calm with a reassuring charm, and her voice followed the lightness of the afternoon. The wind scatters at will, blending in with the sound of the waves drifting not far away.

This is the private beach of a manor in East Hampton, Long Island. There is a beach mat on the pure white sand, and a parasol stands behind it, blocking most of the blazing sunlight in the afternoon. A small round table next to the beach mat is placed at will. Put some snacks and drinks.

Eric, who was only wearing a pair of beach pants, lay relaxed next to Joanna with his arms on his head, his eyes narrowed, and he didn't know if he fell asleep. There was a distance of more than half a meter between the two, and a thick blanket was spread. Two cute little guys were lying on the blanket. Kevin, who was close to Eric, closed his eyes and opened his mouth slightly. big sleep. Hawaii, who was beside Joanna, opened her baby's clean eyes, and looked at the book in her mother's hands smartly. Only when Joanna occasionally turned the pages would she blink a few times, as if urging something.

A week away from Los Angeles, Eric turned off his cell phone, stopped reading the latest disturbing newspaper, and stopped thinking too much about the company. He only took one hour a day to deal with emails, and spent most of the remaining energy. On the two little guys, it seems to be developing in the direction of a full-time dad.

Joanna finished reading another page, reached out and touched the soft blonde hair of her daughter beside her, and looked at Eric who was not far away with satisfaction before continuing to read softly. He walked out of the Polish National Academy of Drama in his early twenties, chased fame and fortune, encountered ups and downs, had small glory, and experienced great downfall, like a boat lost in the ocean. Fluttering, thirty-five years old, he finally leaned against a harbour surrounded by mountains and calm seas on three sides. Although he was only seven points complete, he was no longer demanding.

Even if the sudden disappearance after "Tornado" caused a lot of speculation, suspicion, ridicule and ridicule in the media, Joanna was always at peace, because she knew that a little man would protect their mother and daughter very well.

He did protect them well.

Read for a while. Joanna heard a voice behind her and turned to look. A tall figure wearing a T-shirt and hot pants was walking towards this side on the stone steps connecting the beach and the manor.

The girl saw Joanna looking at her, waved her hand, walked down the steps, took off her high heels and set it aside, walked quickly on the fine sand, squatted down beside Joanna, put her arms around her neck and kissed her After doing a veneer salute, he leaned over and gently pecked on the little Hawaiian face, and then reached out and squeezed Kevin's fleshy face. Just stood up.

Joanna watched her sister finish this and moved to Eric's side,

Some helplessness flashed in his eyes: "Aiwa, you said you wanted to participate in the fashion week catwalk, shouldn't you be training now?"

With the help of her sister, Eva Pakula finally successfully completed the immigration process a few months ago. Although she is fourteen years younger than Joanna, Eva Pakula, a compatriot, is also a beautiful embryo. With Emily's help, Eva Pakula soon signed up with a modeling agency. He also recently received an invitation from Emily's fashion house to run the show at New York Fashion Week in September.

"I'm here for work," Eva Pakula said. She picked up the cup on the small round table and poured herself a glass of juice. She lay down on the beach mat beside Eric, clutching her ears. A strand of blond hair was lightly scratched on Eric's face.

Joanna was just about to stop her sister's movements with some dissatisfaction. I saw Eric shook his head and woke up.

Seeing Eric open his eyes, Eva Pakula immediately let go of her hair and greeted casually, "Hi, Eric."

Eric touched his cheek subconsciously, and when he saw the girl beside him greeting him, he understood. Just as he sat up and was about to say hello to Eva Pakula, he heard a baby crying beside him. Originally because his mother had stopped reading, Hawaii, who was about to doze off with narrowed eyes, heard his brother cry. , and also cried.

Eric didn't have time to pay attention to Aiwa, and he and Joanna quickly said, "Pissing, Joan, let's go back."

Eva Pakula came over with a little guilty conscience and said, "Eric, do you want me to help?"

Eric pointed to the blanket on the beach mat: "Take this back, leave the rest alone, and let the servant come and clean it up."

Eva Pakula nodded, squatted down and folded the blanket. When they got up, Eric and Joanna had already walked to the stone steps not far away, and they quickly followed, and walked to the stone steps and put on their own clothes. With her high heels, she walked along the dense shrub corridor all the way to the manor. Looking at the surrounding greenery and the luxurious villa not far away, Eva Pakula felt an uncontrollable envy in her heart.

Within a few months of coming to the United States, Eva Pakula had a profound understanding of how rich a little man, her sister, was. In order to protect the two women and children from being disturbed as much as possible, Eric bought six large and small manors in Southampton and East Hampton. Eva Pakula has just arrived in the United States for a few months. When I lived here with Joanna, I moved several times in a row with my sister who I hadn't seen for many years.

However, Eva Pakula had not had time to adapt to this luxurious life, and was driven by Joanna to Manhattan to participate in model training. Although Joanna arranged for her accommodation in Manhattan than those who also attended the training with her, she Girls who can only live in the basement are a hundred times better, but Eva hopes to live in such a spacious and luxurious manor with servants all the time.

In a certain psychology that is easy to be seen through, after Eric came to Long Island, Eva had returned from Manhattan three times in just one week, which was the reason why Joanna felt helpless just now.

When Joanna and Eric get along, because of Eric's mature temperament, they feel that they are completely the same age, but although Aiwa is only one year younger than Eric, Joanna has more feelings for her. Treating her daughter in general, she cherishes and spoils her, and she also feels helpless in the face of her little sister's careful thoughts. While Joanna could accept serving Eric with Virginia, she had a hard time imagining what would happen if her sister and Eric were together.

Virginia does not have Joanna's indifference, and recovers for a few months after giving birth. Soon I received another film appointment, and now I have gone out to film. When Eric is not here, the two little guys are taken care of by Joanna and a few nannies.

Came to the villa, put her daughter to sleep carefully in the crib, and instructed a nanny to look after it carefully, Joanna came to Eric who was changing Kevin's diaper. Looking worriedly at her sister who was wandering around the hall, Joanna patted Eric's arm lightly.

"What's wrong?" Eric was still carefully wiping his son's body. He asked casually without raising his head.

"Eric, you... don't provoke Aiwa, okay?"

Eric smiled, changed his son's diaper, and stretched out his hand: "You clearly saw it, it's your sister who is provoking me."

Joanna frowned, just about to say something. Eric turned around and hugged the woman in his arms, patted her on the back, and said, "Don't worry. I promise you."

Joanna couldn't believe it: "You didn't lie to me?"

Eric smiled, let go of Joanna, and said, "Why should I lie to you?"

Joanna turned her head to look at her sister, who was standing on the west side of the hall and looked at an oil painting on the wall, and suddenly asked, "Is Aiwa not pretty enough?"

Eva Pakula is of course very beautiful, but Eric always feels that Eva Pakula does not have the temperament that Joanna has experienced over the years. So there is no other thought.

However, Eric wouldn't say his evaluation frankly, just held back a smile and shook his head: "Oh, you women, your mind is always so strange."

Joanna also felt that there was something wrong with her question, and a shy blush appeared on her cheeks. He slapped Eric, who was still grinning, "It's not all your fault."

Eric looked at his son and narrowed his eyes again, handed it over to the nanny, and walked upstairs: "I'll go take a shower first."

When they went downstairs again, the two sisters sat side by side on the living room sofa, flipping through a magazine. Eric and Eva greeted Eva, made coffee by themselves, then walked to the sofa with a tray in hand and sat down, and set aside several cups to pour coffee.

Chatted with my sister again. Eva Pakula raised her head and asked, "Eric, are you free recently?"

Eric handed the steaming coffee to the two women and said with a smile, "Of course you are free, do you need any help from me?"

"Well, Emily asked me to invite you to her company's fashion week runway."

Eric remembers the last time he occasionally heard Eva say that she would participate in the New York Fashion Week catwalk that started on September 10. Hearing this invitation, he immediately lost interest, not to mention that Eric knows nothing about fashion shows, even if he went. , is also completely in the state of a dog watching the stars, and, more importantly, in Eric's impression, the fashion catwalks of several major fashion weeks are really nothing to watch, and most of the models don't meet Eric's aesthetics. , a few are pleasing to the eye, and it is estimated that they will also be dressed in strange shapes by designers.

"I won't go, I can't appreciate those things," Eric said bluntly, shaking his head.

Eva Pakula saw Eric's refusal so plainly, and immediately showed a pitiful expression, and shook Joanna's arm, as if she wanted to let her sister support him.

Joanna was helpless and had to say: "Eric, I have been a model for a while before, in fact, many guests in the fashion show don't know much about those arts, and the organizer invited them just to improve the show's reputation and attention. Du, anyway, you have nothing to do recently, just go there once, doesn't Emily's fashion company still have your shares?"

Eric held the coffee and listened to Joanna, and nodded cheerfully: "Okay, I'll go."

Joanna thought that Eric would continue to refuse, and she had to continue to prepare speeches in her heart. Hearing that he agreed so simply, she was stunned, and soon understood something, and smiled softly. But the sister beside her let out a light hum involuntarily, and the arm around Joanna swayed again: "Joan, look at him, it must be intentional."

Eric raised his head and made a surprised expression to Eva, as if to say, "I'm so obscure that you found out."

Eva Pakula rolled her eyes, but took out the long-prepared invitation letter from the bag she was carrying and handed it over, and said to Joanna, "Joan, you can also go together."

Joanna stretched out her hand to help: "Who am I going to take care of the two little babies?"

Eva pointed to the babysitter who was guarding the two little guys in the baby room: "Can't they do it?"

Joanna just shook her head slightly.

Seeing Joanna's refusal, Eva Pakula stopped persuading and immediately turned to the man opposite: "Eric, can I play with you then?"

Eric wondered, "What?"

"I mean come out with you and let someone help you take a few pictures, can you see?"

"why?"

Aiwa said unabashedly: "Because you are very famous, if I appear with you, then I will soon become famous as a nobody."

Eric looked at Joanna, saw the woman smiling and said nothing, so he nodded: "Okay, but my reputation is not very good, be careful that others will scribble it."

Eva Pakula even had some expectations in her heart. Hearing Eric's words, he immediately waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I won't mind."

Eric opened the invitation letter and looked at it. It was September 12. He came to Long Island to rest for a week. Eric's inexplicable emotions had dissipated a lot. He suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a movie about this. It should have been produced in New York for a period of time. After thinking about it carefully, I remembered that it was Luc Besson's famous "This Killer Is Not Too Cold".

Although he chose to cooperate with Gao Meng to make this film, Eric did not intervene too much, and even forgot about this famous film for a long time. According to the preparation progress, this film may have already started. make.

Maybe while participating in the fashion week, you can go to the studio to have a look, but Eric suddenly thought that he didn't know who the loli would be in this time and space. (To be continued.)

ps: I recently changed my avatar, which is Sister Pakula, you can take a look out of curiosity.

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