I Got Married Without You

Chapter 597 Live Proudly

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* Amelia stood at the entrance of the villa for a while before James’

car pulled up in front of her.

He rolled down the car window. Sunlight poured into the car, revealing his well-defined face with a pair of black sunglasses resting on the bridge of his nose. Amelia couldn’t see the look in his eyes as he tilted his head to look at her.

He pushed the door open and got out of the car. His tall and stalwart figure dwarfed Amelia.

Through the sunglasses, he lowered his gaze and carefully looked at the woman in front of him, who was the embodiment of pure desire.

“Amelia, today, you….”

He bent down and tilted his head slightly, leaning close to her ear. In a charming voice, he muttered, “You look beautiful.”

Amelia raised her hand to cover her ears, blocking his scorching breath with the back of her hand.

“You… Can you stop getting so close every time you speak? It’s not like I can’t hear you clearly…” she grumbled.

Chapter 597 Live Proudly

His thin, pursed lips slowly curled up into a grin.

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He affectionately rubbed her round head as he commented, “Your

hair has grown longer.”

It wouldn’t be long until he could see her with waist-length hair.

Hopefully, he would live long enough to see it.

He grabbed Amelia’s hand, who didn’t say a word, and opened the passenger door to let her get in the car. He took out a bouquet

the trunk and handed it to her.

her eyes and looked at James. “Didn’t you give these

flowers to her, and whispered,

you a bouquet

would give her a bouquet

few seconds, Amelia reached out

the flowers

her arms and side-eyed the man wearing sunglasses, who had yet to take

so the sun wasn’t

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block the

was

said calmly, “I didn’t sleep well, so my eyes

might get a shock if you saw

hand, which was holding his, tightened slightly. However, she still

container from the glove

Amelia. “Here’s

the insulated container,

you make it?”

he opened up

as well as

like

porridge he made wasn’t that good, so Amelia’s eyes

her skipping past the porridge, and immediately understood that the porridge he had made

took one of the pastries with a small fork and handed it to Amelia. Then, he took a spoonful of porridge and

the way his expressions had changed slightly and his

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couldn’t help but smile. “Mr. Evans, maybe

made the terrible * porridge

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his porridge. He didn’t

who was eating the pastries and drinking milk. “If it’s so bad, why did you eat