Her Biliionaire Husband

Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 995

Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 995-Hendrey frowned deeply as his gentle expression disappeared. “Back then, you kept saying you wanted to marry me and were so proactive. Now you’re pretending like you don’t know me? Miss Lamia, do you think I, Hendrey Johnson, am the one who has bad intentions toward you?”

He preemptively struck first.

When they were drinking together, Lamia’s words and drunken behavior made it clear that she had feelings for him, which was why he was so proactive toward her.

“I-I-I…”

Lamia was embarrassed and bit her lip, carefully trying to remember what had happened, but her head hurt too much and she couldn’t recall anything.

“I’m sorry, I-I can’t remember anything.”

“Hmph, I thought you were deeply in love with me, but it turns out you’re such a woman.” His face darkened, and he picked up his phone from the table and dialed a number. “I’ve already called the police. Miss Lamia, you may report me to the authorities. I, Hendrey Johnson, am willing to take responsibility.”

“Oh, um…”

Lamia was stunned, but before she knew what to do, the police officer on the other end of the phone had already started speaking. Her heart raced, and she immediately hung up the phone.

“No, no, no, I didn’t mean that.”

aside and clenched her teeth. Biting her lip, she said, “It’s just that… I didn’t expect

with her hands.

do anything; it’s my fault for bringing you back to the room when you’re

up, then covered himself with a

spread through Lamia’s body, causing her to clench her toes in discomfort and pull the covers tight around

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