Give Me Your Life, My Beloved Wife

mmer in Rome, Italy. The simple black dec

was sitting on a black leather chair. His half ra

in the blue sky behind the French window, a h

ths, but there was no news. They only foun

eep

through the office. Lyman Smith turned ar

k of his chair and said in a low voice. This

good news and bad news..." a

ence. The point!" Lyman Smith said gloom

od mood recently. These two piec

y stood up from his leather chair, put his hands o

pt silent for a moment and said, "the goo

re is

hough there was no one in the offic

calm down and

ith the standard of Eastern aesthetic standards, Spa

I have always been very calm!"

ng... And she is fiv

dead silence in the president's office of

n Smith restrained many women around him, but Alice Brown, the bri

long time, Spark finall

chest, but her lungs were infected and she was at her last gasp!" Said Spark in a calm tone. Since such a thin

wait for m

, like an arrogant beast. Just now, Spark said that Alice was in

ane slowly landed at the inter

d out of the VIP passage and got into the phantom of

nt to have a rest in the villa f

people shiver. Alfred closed his mouth, stepped on the pedal and directly

uisite medical skills, the most advanced medical equipment in the world, and the super confidential sys

aiting here. Their boss had said that this was a

h floor, the luxurious decoration gave h