All Chapters of Love Strategy: Husband's Allure: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Stacy thought that someone was there, so she stopped talking. But she found that there was no one around. On the contrary, it was very quiet. "What are you doing?" Stacy asked. Harry's eyes drooped, and his eyelashes trembled slightly. Stacy looked down and found that two buttons before her chest somehow had been torn off. The lace bra looked full and round. At this moment, she was sitting on his lap. The posture was very ambiguous. Her face immediately blushed, and even her neck turned red. She looked like a cooked shrimp. "You, you " Stacy stretched out her hand to cover it, but it was caught by Harry's wrist and buckled in his palm, so that she could not move. Harry's Adam's apple was moving up and down. His eyes were shining like water and mist, rippling with lust. He laughed in a hoarse voice, "You want to kill me, so can't you let me die without regret?" Stacy's mind went blank. At this moment, she had

Riley became cold. He didn't like her to talk to him with conditions. "Don't forget that you caused the trouble. You have the responsibility to solve it. How dare you talk terms with me with something? If father knows, he will be very angry." Loraine smiled and said, "Brother, are you afraid that I will take your credit?" "Ridiculous." Riley didn't want to talk to her. "Who do you think Harry is? If you have something on him, you can threaten him directly to marry you. Why did you cause so many troubles? Are you crazy?" Riley calmed down now, and he didn't believe that Loraine had something on Harry. If there was any, she would use it to threaten him to marry her. There was no need for her to withdraw the engagement and make troubles. "You are crazy!" Loraine was angry. "I wanted to help you, but if you don't want it, don't blame me." After that, she turned and went upstairs. Riley sneered and said, "Stay at home. Don't make Dad angry again."

He was obviously making fun of her. Fortunately, he did not directly refuse Stephanie to make her sad, so it was not a big deal that he teased her. Stacy turned her head, and her nose was very sour. "Thank you." She turned her head and wanted to leave, but her wrist was grabbed by Harry. He bent over and looked at Stephanie. "Daddy has something to say to mommy. Can you leave for a while?" Stephanie nodded obediently, leaning on the platform and sliding down. Stacy was afraid that she would fall, so she reached out to pick her up, but she refused. "I'm fine. You can talk to Daddy now." After that, she walked out with her little fatty legs. Stacy looked at her daughter's little figure and felt more and more uneasy. If she knew that he was not her father, what would she do? Stacy didn't dare to think about it. How could she call Harry Dad? It was ridiculous! While Stacy was lost in thought, Harry exerted force into his hands. Su

Stacy took a tissue and handed it to him. However, Harry did not take it. He just stared at her with indifferent eyes. Shouldn't she do something after what her daughter had done to him? Stacy understood what he meant. When she reached out to wipe his face, Stephanie pulled her clothes and said, "Mommy, give it to me, I'll wipe daddy's face." "......" Stacy looked down at her daughter, her little eyes full of desire and pleading. Stephanie grabbed her clothes and said with coquetry, "Mommy give it to me, I'll clean it for Daddy, okay?" Stacy couldn't refuse. Just as she was about to hand the tissue to her daughter, Harry took it and wiped his face. "......" She said bitterly, "My daughter isn't a devil." "Almost." Harry wiped his face and handed it to Stacy. "I'm leaving." Stephanie was frowning, thinking about what they meant. She still didn't understand after the door was closed. She looked up at Stacy and asked,

The night was quiet. Harry's car stopped in front of the villa. After the car lights were off, he pushed the door open and walked down. After passing through the front yard and arriving at the entrance of the villa, he pushed open the tall door. There was a warm yellow night lamp in the living room. It was quiet, as if all the people had fallen asleep without any sound. He took off his coat and threw it on the sofa. While pulling his collar, he walked towards the room where Henric slept. When he pushed the door open, the lights in the room were still on, and Stacy was half lying on the bed with Stephanie in her arms. Stephanie's eyes were red, as if she had cried. Now she was asleep, and sometimes she would sob with grievance. She sat on the sofa in the living room and didn't want to sleep before Harry came back. She said that she wanted to wait for her daddy to come back. No matter how Stacy tried to coax her, she would not listen. When