Sorry, I love Mary and i don't care abou what you think.
three months later...
I want to see my baby.
I lost the baby.
It's all my fault.
No, David. Don't blame yourself.
I'm going to form a factory to distract myself and to recover the money that I lost in the preparations of the wedding and I do not mind getting to affect others for what I'm going to do
Finally, I have my own factory and I going the be a very rich man, nobody cares me now.
What? How you can do me that?
Mary, I think we have to stop this here. I don't love you now.