Billionaire's Pampered Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1051 - チャプター 1060

"You..." Waverly paused. She wanted to ask Hayley if she had feelings for Joshua. However, when she thought about it, Hayley was still a sixteen-year-old child. No, a sixteen-year-old girl could be looking forward to love, too. "Do you like Joshua?" Waverly finally asked. "Between Joshua and Yadriel, I like Joshua. However, I like you better than Joshua, Madam. But between Mr. President and you, I still like you the most," Hayley replied naively. Waverly was relieved. Hayley did not have much contact with men. That was why she said this. She should not have any special feelings for Joshua. "I see. Let's call it a day. I'll have dinner and sleep early. I have to get up early tomorrow and go back to A Country," Waverly said and hung up the phone. She continued her meal. Fifteen minutes later, she came out of the room. There was no one else on the mountain. It was so dark that one could not see very far. The air was slightly cool and r

Bellamy suddenly clenched his fists and looked at Waverly. She smiled gently, "It's about Yasmine, right? It doesn't matter. I support any decision you make." He did not hide his distress and apologized, "Something happened. At noon, I already signed the contract with her. I got 5000 new weapons from M Country as compensation." She fixed her eyes on him and her breathing hitched. She thought that he did not drive Yasmine away. She was ready to compete in intelligence and tactics to drive her away. It turned out that he had signed the contract with Yasmine before she could return to A Country. He did not give her even a sliver of a chance. He crushed her hope. There seemed to be a knife slashing her heart. She felt like she couldn't breathe due to the excruciating pain. She thought that he supported her. He came to M Country to see her and promised to take her back to A Country. He asked her to receive him and gave her a chance to negotiate. He

Waverly lifted her hair and smiled, "I cut my hair very short for some reasons before, only to find that it does not suit me. Hence, I bought wigs. It looks fake, doesn't it?" Bellamy shook his head, "Your current hairstyle suits you well. It's charming and youthful." "Ha." She laughed, "Thank you for your compliment, President Chuck. When my hair is longer, I'll change to this hairstyle. Honestly, I can only wear a wig in this season. When it's summer, it'll be too hot for wigs." "Your face is small, so short hair should suit you. You don't have to care much about others' opinions. Just do what you want to do." She nodded and continued to look out of the window. After a while, they arrived at the hotel of the Department of External Affairs, which was guarded by guards. "You don't have to send me in," she said. Bellamy looked at his watch, "I'll wait for you outside for half an hour. Is it enough?" "Yes." She walked inside. Under the guid

The lamp posts lit up. She stood up and looked at her watch, "I wonder if Marie has finished cooking dinner." "Let's go and check on dinner." Bellamy got to his feet and looked at her, "Are you cold?" "I'm good. It's getting hot now and it's not dark at this time," she said. He took her hand, "Your hand is cold. After you go in, have a cup of tea first. You fell into the lake today, so you have to be extra careful to not catch a cold. It'll be uncomfortable if you get sick." "Got it. You're so long-winded." She walked forward. He smiled, "I think you're just jealous of my eloquence. Acting like Zephyrus?" She paused. In Greek mythology, the God of the West Wind, Zephyrus, was infatuated with Hyacinthus. Hyacinthus was a very beautiful Spartan prince and lover of the god Apollo. It was a pity that Zephyrus wounded Hyacinthus fatally out of jealousy when Hyacinthus was playing a game of Quoits with Apollo, but even the God of Healing

Joseph looked at her helplessly as he said, "You're overreacting." Waverly looked at him in shock, and her temples were throbbing. She looked at the surrounding environment. It was her room in President's Mansion, but how could he be here? Was she dreaming? She pinched her face in front of him. It was painful. She looked at him with her large eyes and asked in disbelief, "Why are you here? This is President's Mansion. How did you get in?" A smirk rose from the corners of Joseph's mouth. His dark eyes locked with hers and he replied, "Of course it's Bellamy who let me in. How could I get into your room otherwise?" Waverly did not believe him. She turned around. Before she opened the door, he held her in his arms and said, "I'm just kidding. Of course, I knocked on the door and came in." She glared at him as she said, "We're at President's Mansion. Are you crazy?" "You are in my hands, I will be able to escape unscathed. Moreover, I a