Mr. Jones, You Have the Wrong Wife!
took all her things with her, leaving only a not
alling her, but
sighed, and got up to prepare to shower,
p and looked at it
that pr
tonight and rush it to Spencer, who was flying
briefly explained the situation, and after a long silen
; Mr. Jones is in
ten minutes, the car pulled into the parking lot in front of the Green Grid Western Restaurant.
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figure, and a strong smell of alcohol staggering in front of her. "B
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at night, aren't you just out to sell yourself? How much m
towards Scarl
ed figure, the simple and serious outfit she wore was indeed alluring, with the
backhandedly, then kicked him. This angered him
ms of desperation, the man's hand weakened, and his b
otective posture, his brows furrowed. The handcrafted premium leather shoes merc
sunderstanding. Please let me go, it's me! Julian We
a disdainful face, "Mr. W
in our relationship for a woman. If you like her, I won't touch her. I
erprise that thinks with the lower half of their body, I find it
ps parted slightly, wit
Scarlet finally managed to deli
iver the planned case, Spencer's ice-like face finally showed traces