Beyond the Divorce

I saw Stella standing behind Liora. Instinctively, I took a step back and controlled my expression as I looked at her. "Okay, thanks for the reminder." Anyone who didn't know the inside story would have thought that they had interrupted something in time.

Liora was a little confused and didn't know what my words meant. Then she looked at me coldly. "Don't blame me for not reminding you. You're on your own."

I looked at Liora with gratitude. "Okay, don't say anything else. I know. Thank you, Liora. I will be careful."

Then I said to Stella, "Ms. Stella."

Liora was startled and turned her head sharply to look at Stella, a little surprised. "Didn't I tell you to wait for me in the restaurant? Have you finished eating?"

I saw that Stella's eyes were fixed on Liora, full of suspicion. She asked coldly, "What were you talking about?"

Liora was a little flustered and looked at me. "No... ...what can I say to her?"

After that, she turned around and took Stella's arm. "Let's go."

I smiled and looked at Stella, my eyes also filled with a hint of disdain and mockery. I deliberately dropped a sentence. "She said your perfume smells really good. I also think it's familiar."

Then I went upstairs. When I reached the stairs and turned into the corridor, I saw that the two of them were still looking up at me from the stairs. When I disappeared into the corridor, I heard Stella ask in a low voice, "What did you say to her?"

each other for a while.

and noticed it was still early. Hence, I lay down on the

been able to continue my nap if

my nose. "Lazy

My whole body hurts." I

said, "There's a good way to relieve the

He dodged, smiled charmingly, then hugged me. We kissed for a while before he said, "That's the effect from falling into the water last night.

told me that disguising oneself was the basic skill of that organization, and it was also

seems that Stella is indeed their person. Our judgment and direction were not wrong,"

noon, Mia şent someone to

was waiting for me in the private restaurant on the fifth floor. We would go there to have lunch together, and then we could prepare to return

Atlas, "Are you going

having