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.

something in his head had been completely pried open, and he was completely awake, but also stubbornly

so

Andre!

such an important place

that decision, she knew that he would absolutely respect her, and if she didn’t nod, then they

run away halfway? Does this woman

moment it became clear that he was in his possession, his movement instantly stopped! Looking at Alina, who was completely asleep, her

Penny, she held the child’s soft body in her

scaring Great-grandma, how can you…?” The words that she wanted to scold the child

so the child was held in

seem to have the slightest idea what

Megan, “Yeah!”

than three years old, reached her mother’s side so smoothly that he had to say

other child, but Penny

Great-grandma, don’t be

again, or you are

in Megan’s arms for a moment,

tell Great-grandma, how on earth

how the child had managed to get

and housekeepers were questioned

answer

behind at the moment, was

next moment, the child

air was instantly

Andre at the same time, and Megan

felt that these eyes

Grandpa, I really don’t know anything

hopeless about

was already shaking with anger, “What the hell is

was brought up by her and she knows the child

drunk that night, and I don’t know

and he really has no idea what

angry and her

were more stern as he looked