A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Chapter 333 Will You Protect Me (Part One)

"You can't get rid of me this life time. Except me, don't expect to have a second wife," she stood with arms rested on the hips and said firmly.

There was a touch of unspeakable excitement in the eyes of Zac, which flashed like a meteor. With a slight smile at the corners of his mouth, he sneered, "It is a matter of a minute for me to divorce you. Do you have the ability to resist?"

'No.'

She thought to herself, 'In front of such an arrogant, imperious, self-centered, cold-blooded, ruthless and arrogant overlord like him, I am like a tiny ant that will be crushed to death in a minute.'

However, as an ant, she was not afraid of death. Even if he was making trouble for her, she would not shrink back.

"You have amnesia. So you are a natural person of none complete civil conductive capacity. You can't have a divorce," she said unhurriedly.

"If I want to get rid of you. I don't have to get a divorce." He smiled coldly.

She quivered slightly. Did it mean that he planned to have sex with another woman there outside?

But, could he?

disease, don't you forget?" she reminded

At the mention of it, he grew angrier. "Do you want to tell me that it is useful

explained in a hurry, and his eyes were

stood up all of a sudden and twisted her in his arms, like an eagle trying to pinch a chick. A raging fire wildly swayed in his dark eyes and even burnt her

her, turned around

you waiting for? Get up or get out." After saying that, seeing that she was still unmoved, he added irritably, "Get out and never try to come back again." The destructive and threatening power was like

all over her body. She couldn't help shivering. She

fainted, and he was like a beast, a beast that had been hungry for many days and could swallow its prey. It was

as if she had been torn open and assembled again. He leaned against the head of the bed,

worth a little, it is better than worth nothing,"

too long, or you must get

nodded meekly with a submissive expression. He was not a man who would be tender to a woman. After the loss of memory, she was no different from other women. He

him to the garden to bask in the sun. Sitting on the bench, he looked directly at her hand that was holding his arm.

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