Harry felt that he was the most miserable man in the world. He clearly held his wife in his arms, but he couldn't move. He buried his face in her hair. There was a faint scent of shampoo, and he bit and kissed her on the back of her neck. Half of Stacy's face was buried in the pillow. She looked at her son and daughter who were sleeping soundly and reached out to touch their faces. Through them, she thought of the crazy scene of that night. There was no prana power, but gloom. "Harry, how many women have you slept with?" He didn't know why, but when he thought of the time when he had sex with another woman in bed, he felt his heart was in a bad mood. He was her first man. Although she had deliberately ignored it, the impression he left her was so deep. It was said that women were emotional. She thought yes. There was always a special feeling for a man who wanted his first time. Harry's kiss stopped abruptly, and the scen
During the conversation, the waitress looked at Stacy up and down again. She couldn't tell the details of the dress she was wearing. In her eyes, it was just a skirt, and she was wearing a pair of hotel slippers. There was a kiss mark left by Harry on her neck. The waitress sneered and said, "Miss? How much is it? It will take a few nights to earn a set of clothes?" Stacy didn't know what to say. She frowned and her face was tense. The female waiter's words really made her angry. She just came here to buy some clothes. How could she meet such a freak? How could she be called "Miss" for no reason? It was a total insult! However, her upbringing prevented her from doing anything that would make her swear. "Please let me go immediately, or I'll call the police!" Stacy's voice was extremely cold, like the ice in the winter, and it gave off a chilling atmosphere. The waitress was stunned. She didn't expect that a "Miss" like her had such an imposing
Stacy just wanted to explain the situation, but was interrupted by the waitress. "Cousin, don't listen to her. It is she who has found these people to smash our store like this. Hurry up and find someone to arrest all of them." Stacy frowned. Harry gave his daughter to Stacy and said, "Wait for me in the car." He settled the problem here. Although he wanted to train his son's courage, he didn't want his daughter to get in touch with these things. He knew that his daughter was different from his son. Stacy took his daughter over and held her in his arms. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Yedda, the waitress's cousin, stop him. "It's all because of you. How can you make it clear if you leave?" Harry raised his eyelids, and there was no change in his eyes. He said coldly and piercingly, "Tell me." When Yedda saw Harry's eyes, she suddenly felt timid. Her aura was stronger than Thera's. Her cold and hard facial features were gorgeous and strong. Th
Harry looked at Stacy, who was sitting on the sofa holding his daughter, and gently put the hair hanging beside her ear. "No one can hurt my people, and no one can bully and insult me." He looked up with a faint smile on his calm and serious face. "But for the sake of saving my wife, I won't pursue this matter. I'll treat it as a favor for my wife's rescue." After that, he bent over to pick up the daughter in Morgan Group arms and said, "Let's go." Stacy took a deep breath. She didn't expect things to turn out like this. "Wait." Thera called Harry. The smile on his face was a little bit light at the moment. "Mr. Louise, you did a good job using such a small thing to make things bigger on purpose and return it to me..." When he mentioned Stacy, his tone paused. "I saved your wife's life." Harry did not deny Thera's words because he heard from the waitress that there was a Mr. White behind them. He knew in his heart that the Mr. White was Thera.
Charles and Angela sat by the window. There were a few empty cups on the table. It seemed that they had been sitting for a long time. Charles was dusty. When he saw them coming in, he threw himself at them without any image. "You're finally back. We've been waiting for you for a long time." Boyce pushed her away in disgust. "Lost? Why have you been here for such a long time?" They had already said that they should set off. It was reasonable to say that they should have arrived early. As he spoke, he glanced at Angela, who was walking towards Stacy. How could she be abducted as well? What did this guy do to her? Charles was so worried that he didn't notice Boyce's ambiguous eyes. When he came, he was caught by his grandmother. She had to ask him when he would get married, or she wouldn't let him out. He lied and said that they would get married at the end of this year, and then he came out. Therefore, time was delayed. The main quest
Harry stood in front of the sink, his cuffs rolled up to his arms. His white shirt was tucked in his suit pants and his slender legs were wrapped in his trousers. The smooth lines outlined the curve of his hips and his abdomen. His shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow. His figure was perfect and flawless. Stacy passed his arm and saw that he was washing clothes. It was Stephanie's dress. When they ate, they were stained with soup. Stacy had never seen him do these things before. He had arranged everything for himself, such as food, clothing, housing, and transportation. When did he need to do these things by himself? At this moment, he was washing clothes for his daughter. He felt it was very subtle. In a trance, she actually felt that this was the taste of home. Ordinary and warm. She almost didn't think about it. She came in and hugged him from behind with her face against his broad back. "Are you a heartless person, or a affect
Charles's nerves tensed. After all, Angela was part of Stacy's men. How could he explain himself? "Don't cry." Charles came over to comfort her. As soon as his hand touched her shoulder, he was pushed away by her. "Get out of here! Don't let me see you. I'm sick!" When she thought of last night, she couldn't help trembling and her stomach was rolling. Charles's expression changed. In the end, he didn't lose his temper. Indeed, he was a man. No matter what, he wouldn't lose anything in this matter. Moreover, this was not his first time, but it was Angela's first time. The most precious thing of a woman was gone when she was unconscious. His words were harsh and he didn't care about it. "She's outside. She just knocked on the door." Charles looked at her, hoping that she could calm down and solve the current problem first. Angela stopped crying abruptly and raised her red eyes. "What should we do?" It was so embarrassing. Ah, ah. She
"I am in love with Angela." At breakfast time, as soon as everyone arrived at the restaurant, Charles held Angela in his arms and announced. Angela was not used to his intimate behavior, so she struggled in his arms. Charles leaned over and warned him in a low voice, "Behave yourself if you don't want to be seen through." Left with no choice, Angela and Charles had no choice but to pretend to love each other. "Tsk, tsk." Boyce smacked his lips and said, "This is a rapid progress." When they were drinking the wine last night, Angela had rejected Charles. After one night, he would become her lover? "What if I'm lying to a ghost?" Boyce was obviously skeptical. It was only after listening to Stacy's explanation that Harry knew that Charles was acting. It was just that he was too lazy to expose him. He held Stephanie in his arms and sat down at the dining table to feed his daughter. He did not care about them at all. He was