Billionaire's Sweet Wife

falling to the ground right now. The only thing that is constant is the gloomy lighting. I only know that a

pbell." With tremendous re

greatly want to step forward and confirm the identity of

saw the man w

e enormous box at the moment, and I was so

voice rang in my ears, and I took two h

acial features, casual posture, softly shaking the red wine in the cup wi

ced the glass on the coffee table in

" I dutifully r

yan Campbell!" The ma

bell I'm seeking for? I pulled my head up. High

so I burst out laughing. I had the good fortune to

ed his eyebrows as he noticed me star

as directly in front of me, but I had no idea what to do. I wasn't su

an Campbell's mouth turned

ned awk

to him with stiff hands and feet, dropped my head and

not so terr

tle face flushed, embarrassed at the time, eyes flew to th

you, Mr.

. I may have had a little too much to drink.

ly returned to normal. The reason for my visit has become abundantly evident. Isn't Ryan Campbell the one who assis

ass of wine, took a deep breath, and sat down next to Ryan

e gazed at the woman on the side. What is causing this woman to change her mind? But he remembered that this small lady had

me, I was severely hypnotizing mys

Mr. Campbell?Do I h

oint of Ir

speak, so I took a sip of the glass

s competing against slightly hot thin lips. I had intended to get Ryan Campbell drunk, but I had no idea th

felt the ceiling shake after d

my face, but I couldn't get the heat and dryness to go away. I needed to walk out of the private room to breathe, but when I

the corners of his mouth as he peered at me in hi

aside. He's not will

shed away and screamed to myself, "You are so cr

ll smirked. He had never seen a woman cry before, so he

Cambel

sed to seeing lustrous women in bars, strong women in business, and smart

ne's

mbrace. Our two small hands brushed against each other restlessly,

and my movements made him even more aroused. I ke