Charles had made up his mind. Rather than being forced by the Old Madam every day, it was better to find a woman to marry. On one hand, he had a clean ear, and on the other hand, he was indeed at the age of getting married. Coincidentally, he didn't hate Angela. He had a good impression of her and he liked her very much. He felt that it was feasible to marry a woman. "Charles, what do you mean? It was you who said that we were in a fake relationship. After the awkward period, you declared a break-up. Why didn't you say it just now?" Charles took her hand, and Angela shook it hard. "Don't do this kind of thing. Go in and make it clear now. We have already broken up. If you really can't do it, tell us the truth." "I won't tell you." Charles played a rogue. He made up his mind to get Angela. "You slept with me. You have to take responsibility for me." Angela didn't know what to say. "Charles, are you still a man?" Angela was so angry that her whol
Because Fayer and Charles had been in a decadent state for a long time, they couldn't get rid of the shadow of losing their love. Melinda didn't like this woman who made her grandson sad. So, just in case Charles went back and saw Fayer change her mind, she decided to let Charles hold a wedding here and then go back. Boyce's expression changed all of a sudden. Now he finally understood why the old lady was so desperate to ask about Charles's whereabouts, and why she chased after him in the cold winter. It turned out that Fayer was back. She was afraid that her grandson would treat Fayer well again. Melinda was afraid that Boyce would tell Charles, so she grabbed his arm and threatened, "You are not allowed to tell Charles, or I will die." Originally, Boyce was still thinking about whether he should tell Charles. After all, the woman he used to like was back now. Now he really didn't dare to say anything. If the old lady got angry and made trouble aga
00There were really a lot of people. Fortunately, the entrance and exit were not set in the same place, so they would not be too crowded if they went in. 00The driver followed closely behind Stacy, afraid that something out of his control would happen. 00He was a driver and also a bodyguard. Naturally, he followed Stacy out to protect her. Otherwise, he couldn't explain it to her when he went back. 00There were three floors, and each floor was very wide. There were rows of shops. The goods were dazzling and everything was available. Only you couldn't think of it. There was nothing like this. 00Stacy's eyes were attracted by a toy shop. Perhaps it was because she was the mother of the two children. When she saw the toys, she wanted to go in and see if there was anything her child liked. 00Henric liked playing toys, such as cat and cat fluffy toys, but he didn't even look at them. On the contrary, Stephanie was fond of furry toys. 00Stacy's eyes were a
At the moment of being caught, Stacy broke out in a cold sweat. "Who are you?" Her nervous voice trembled, and her heart was extremely perturbed. Ryan turned his head and pulled down his mask. At the sight of this face, the blood on Stacy's face suddenly disappeared completely. He was He, Ryan. She was afraid of this man who was imprisoning her and hurting her. She scolded coldly, "Let me go!" Ryan grabbed her hand and gnashed his teeth. "I won't let you go!" It took him such a long time to find such an opportunity. How could he let go of it so easily! There were many people coming and going here. When they saw the two tangled with each other, some people would stop and look at them. Stacy didn't want to be taken away again. He shouted loudly, "I don't know you. Please let go of me immediately, or I'll call the police." In an instant, it attracted a lot of people's attention. Ryan panicked for a moment and then cal
One side of the floor-to-ceiling window shone a lot of sunshine. She sat at the corner, holding a drawing board in her hand and drawing the design of the wedding dress. Her mind already had a rough outline. When she drew the leaves smoothly, she would forget about it as soon as she started to work. Even the uneasiness brought by Ryan was forgotten by her. Just as Harry was about to stride over, the driver who had gone out with Stacy came over. Usually, he didn't have to report this to Harry personally, but Charles and Boyce weren't there today. He felt that it was necessary to let Harry know about Ryan's appearance. "Today, Miss Morgan and I went to the shop with him and met Ryan." Harry's face suddenly sank, and the lines of his face broke into a straight line. "He wanted to catch Miss Morgan, but he didn't succeed. I don't know if he has been watching us in the dark." Needless to say, he must be hiding in the dark and waiting for the opportunity to
"What are you doing?" Charles smiled ambiguously. Harry could clearly feel that the woman in his arms was very tight, as if she was holding a hard stone. Knowing that she was thin-skinned, Harry ignored Charles and turned into the house. "Since when have these two people become so close to each other?" Charles's eyes were wide open. Angela glanced at him and turned around to walk into the house without saying a word. Charles hurried to follow her. "Yaya..." "Stop yelling!" Angela shouted in a low voice. "Can you be more mature and give me a sense of security?" "Sure." Charles hugged her. "If you don't like anything, just say it. I'll change it." Looking at Charles's serious face, Angela was stunned. "Really?" "It's true." Charles answered without hesitation. He looked at her seriously and said, "Let's get married. Let's have a try. Maybe we are suitable for each other." Angela fell silent and stared straight at Charles. After
The air was still for a moment. "I would like to." The statement that seemed to be without any suspense was said so easily by Charles. Everyone seemed to have expected his answer, so they didn't look forward to it. "Miss Johnson, you are willing to let Mr. Blake be your husband. From today onwards, you will have each other and support each other. Whether you are good or bad, rich or poor, sick or healthy, you love each other and cherish each other. You will be separated from each other until death. Are you willing to do that?" They all cast their eyes on Angela, but they were still unsure about Angela's answer. Stacy seemed to be very nervous, and his hands couldn't help clenching. Harry held her hand in the palm of his hand and gently rubbed it. He didn't go to the two people who were about to get married on the stand. For him, no one could attract his attention. The lines on Charles's face were taut, as if he was afraid that she would suddenl
Stacy looked up and saw Harry leaned over. The next second, his lips fell on her mouth. It was a cold winter in the twelfth month of the lunar year, but Stacy didn't feel cold. Her whole body was roasted by the scorching fire. He was very strong, and the whole coat almost covered her body. Only her head was exposed. In a trance, Stacy seemed to understand his intention. Why did he take her here in such a remote place? "You're trying to seduce Riley, aren't you..." His kiss suddenly deepened, blocking her ambiguous words at the tip of her tongue. He dragged her tongue into his mouth. Such a barbaric and deep kiss made Stacy feel painful. He couldn't help but scream, but the syllable was like groaning. Stacy didn't know if her voice had stimulated him, but he could clearly feel that his body was reacting. Stacy pushed him, but the more she pushed him, the tighter Harry hugged him. She was so strangled that she couldn't breathe. In the depth