All Chapters of Mistaken Marriage Last Forever: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"She went out to buy groceries. She said she wanted to make a good meal for you." Brandy answered carefully, glancing at Shane's face. The Hunter family was a bunch of non-humans.Hearing this, Shane's face finally returned to normal. He turned around and opened his suitcase. Just like they didn't exist, he took out a transparent bag containing some mobile phone parts. Pouring them onto the table, he quickly assembled a phone. After a short while, the phone was complete, and he put the battery in. The phone could make calls.Shane immediately called Valeria. Valeria answered the call after a short delay of less than ten seconds.As soon as the call connected, Valeria answered the phone. Valeria's voice was still a bit excited. Shane was in a good mood hearing her so happy. The incident just now was already forgotten."My wife, I am back. Where are you?" Sh

When Valeria first saw Timothy, she thought she might be seeing things. However, when she turned around to take a closer look, it turned out to be Timothy, that scoundrel.Timothy was dressed in tattered clothes, torn and ragged. His face and body were covered in bruises. Without those bruises, Timothy would look lifeless; there was no hint of color on his face, and it was hard to believe he was alive.When Valeria saw Timothy, he was leaning against an entrance below the subway station, his eyes empty and expression dull.Many people thought Timothy was begging for money. Those passing by would toss a few coins to him, pitying his miserable appearance.Valeria stood nearby, observing Timothy. She wondered if being bankrupt would lead to starvation, especially for someone with hands and feet who resorted to begging here. Little did she know that Timothy had offended her husband, Shane, and this fate was sealed unless Shane extended mercy. Otherwise, Timothy would beg at the subway sta

Shane followed her into the kitchen. She remained silent, but as she sat down and pursed her lips, Shane felt that something was amiss."If you don't tell me, how would I know? I'm not a mind reader. Did I do something I shouldn't have?" Shane said, taking a bite of the sandwich, chewing.She stared at him for a while without coming to her senses. As soon as she did, her face turned red.At first, Shane didn't speak. He held her face in his hands, gently rubbing her cheeks with his thumbs, feeling distressed. She always kept things to herself. Why wouldn't she talk to him? He was worried."I feel... I feel like Vanya is acting a bit strange." She finally spoke. After saying this, her face turned red, not from embarrassment but from feeling humiliated. She turned away and dared not look at Shane.Shane was momentarily stunned, then cursed inwardly. Indeed, she wasn't a good person."What does it matter? You are Valeria. What does it have to do with her?" Shane pulled her closer, lookin

Brandy didn't care; if he didn't have it, so what? He could do without it, and if not, he could use his daughter to repay. It wasn't a big deal. "If you don't have it, there's nothing we can do. My brothers also need to eat." Once Brandy spoke, his men grabbed Vanya and left. Vanya's clothes were torn, and she looked extremely pitiful, her voice hoarse from crying. Her only hope was looking at her father, Ed. "Fine, one hundred thousand." In the end, Mila spoke, gritting her teeth. She wished she could eat Brandy alive to vent her anger. Brandy lowered his head and chuckled. If they had said that earlier, nothing would have happened. The brothers went through so much trouble because of this. Mila went upstairs to get the money. In a short while, she brought down one hundred thousand and gave it to Brandy. Brandy reached out and took the money. He looked at it

Shane was amused; the feeling of Valeria hugging him tightly was truly wonderful. Especially when the car stopped, and she clung to him with all her might, the sensation of her heart pounding and almost struggling to breathe was truly peculiar. She was quite scared, holding onto her Shane tightly. No matter how he tried to comfort her, she wouldn't let go. Only when the officer issued the ticket did she release him, staring at the person writing the ticket. She wanted to say something but closed her mouth. It was their fault, and they deserved the ticket. Besides, once the ticket was issued, there was no way to take it back. The traffic police might be willing, but the higher-ups wouldn't. Shane got out of the car, tore the ticket off, and put it in his pocket. She sat on the side, her eyes carrying a hint of resentment. It wasn't entirely her fault. If he hadn't driven so fast and pressed her against his legs, they woul