I'm Richer Than My Billionaire ex-husband

Instead of sending Alina back to Mulherd Manor, Caleb took the presidential suite at his nearest hotel while everything was sorted out.

It was almost four o’clock when they arrived.

“Andre.!”

Caleb, “……”

He is dressed in a nightgown, his hair still dripping with water.

Just now, in the bathroom, he held her down in the bathtub three or four times, until she didn’t smell like that at all.

Alina probably can’t really drink, even at the Collins family dinner, but she never did.

So she had too much to drink this time, and even after the bathing, she still had no intention of sobering up.

And Caleb was busy for almost two hours, and the heartless man was still calling Andre by his name.

The moment he got close, he could still smell her wine, and the warm breath sprayed on her delicate red cheeks.!

“You haven’t told me, who is Caleb to you?” In the car, he had been frantic to get her answer.

Despite being interrupted in such an unpleasant way, Caleb now wants to know.

When she was sober, they were at loggerheads, so he should at least know what kind of presence he had in her heart when she was drunk.

However, it was a disappointment in the end.

Alina muttered, “Andre, husband!”

After saying this, she turned around, hugged her pillow and fell into a deep sleep.

Caleb’s eyes were glowing with a storm of madness, Andre, husband!

Caleb’s sanity was now completely frayed.

Caleb was really mad.

No one knows how he managed to get through those three years, to find her and bring her back to Ingford, not to have her heart set on another man.

pried open, and he was completely awake, but also stubbornly

were so bad for

Andre!

such an important place in

when Grandpa made that decision, she knew that he would absolutely respect her,

away halfway? Does this woman really think he can just

that he was in his possession, his movement instantly stopped!

the child’s soft body in her

words that she wanted to scold the child could not be

child was held

seem to have the slightest idea what

Megan, “Yeah!”

the child, who is less than three years old, reached her mother’s side so smoothly that he had to

other child, but

don’t

again, or you are killing me.”

in Megan’s arms for a moment, afraid that

now tell Great-grandma, how on

couldn’t figure out how the child had

housekeepers were questioned

answer

at the moment, was nervous when he

the child uttered,

air was

Lawson and Megan looked at Andre at the same time, and Megan looked

At this moment, he felt that these eyes were

don’t know anything

hopeless about

already shaking with anger, “What the

brought up

“I was drunk that night,

this explanation is somewhat pale, it is true, and he really has no idea what

and her eyes

he looked at