All Chapters of My Foreign Husband : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Deciding that this is enough, I take my bag in the chair and take this moment to breathe deeply, camouflaging my own discouragement. If she knew how much I want to cry and hide while all this mess is solved... But something deeper fills me with courage, and I have a serene smile on my face when I turn to the dim figure of a Penelope who one day was full of smiles and ready-made jokes."I don't know why he wanted you to know about it so soon, but we shouldn't think about something that hasn't happened yet. Your only concern at this time is to be in shape, Pen. "I tilt my body and leave a soft kiss on his cheek, but I take the opportunity to divert my mouth as close as possible to his ear and whisper: "You will hate me for this, but I will not allow him to have control over me again, even if he hurts the people I love. That won't end well for him, Pen. But it will end sooner than he imagines.”When I walk away, Penelope tries to contain the crying face, but her face wrinkles and tears r

My faith is the only thing that has made me breathe through this invisible collar that Jonathan has kept on my neck over the years, and it is more than enough for me to feel in my bones that I can give some use to the allies I have made. Especially for the gangster with whom I have an agreement."I got you, Jonathan... "I trust myself.“Suzy... “Colton emerges down the corridor with hurried steps. Blonde hair has grown a lot in recent weeks. Now he uses them pulling them slightly back, with the silky wicks fixing with subtle touches of ointment. And a thick beard is drawn on your strong jaw. I think he has avoided going to the barber for fear of being followed. “Can I talk to you? I won't take more than five minutes.”I open the door for it to pass and my eyes shine when I see the food cart in front of my table. Although it seems restless, Colton expects me to serve myself with dumplings and a new cup of coffee before sitting down.“Did something happen? "I ask, biting a sugar doughnu

Penelope had warned that each of the photos and videos she had taken would end up on some social network that I never used. It was part of his plan to get a permanent visa for Hunter and prove to immigration that marriage was real. That seems to have been centuries ago."It would have been important for you to be present," I say.Gabby takes one hand to push a lock of hair behind her ear and I notice the golden ring in her left hand. I was also invited to my father's second wedding, but I was not present. I feel really bad about it."Your mother hates me," she snorts. "By the way, I'm pretty sure that wasn't the right time to see each other again. There is a lot to be said between us... a lot of time making contact only through calls or text messages. It is obvious that there is some reason to be together again, just now.”Or maybe the reason for the removal was the respect they had for my psychological during all these years and my habit of paying attention to those who care little a

"I learned through some contacts that you have had problems with the result of inspections of cargo ships... A lot of illegal merchandise going in and out without any control "comments Dante Laurentino, pulling out an imaginary dust from the glossy tuxedo he is wearing. "How many dockers have been fired and arrested on suspicion in recent months, Mr. Security Secretary?”Pascoal Killian does not outline any reaction as he sustains Dante's gaze, although his clear eyes shine subtly with the question."You certainly have good contacts," he talks, taking a sip of his glass of wine.Dante shakes his shoulders casually, leaning on the chair next to me."And you are really good at running away from direct questions, dear secretary.”I do nothing more than cast a sislaio look at you. A warning look, which doesn't work the way I expect. Dante is determined to corner every person who deigns to talk to us tonight. I don't think this is the best approach to finding a connection between Jonathan

My arm vibrates completely with the kick of the gun, but the shot hits its target with a disgusting sound of "crack" and an immediate splash of blood. The impact of the shot is slight, pushing muscles and bones before Jonathan has time for more than turning his face.The movement is useless, because despite the quick reflex in stretching your neck and preventing the bullet from crossing your forehead, there is still great damage at the height of the apple of your face, just below your right eye, very close to your nose.Even when Jonathan takes his hands to the blood, shouting incomprehensible words, I can see the way part of the right side of his face seems to have "getted" from his facial muscles, and the blood that shines dripping through his healed fingers. It's a hideous vision and makes my stomach turn around, but it's still not what I wanted to have happened, so I get ready to shoot again."Suzy... your whore" he roars, getting up right away and kicking my hand with the gun.Th