Love at First Novel by Gu Lingfei

Matriarch Farrell did not have an attack immediately. She asked, “Excuse me, is Holden here?”

The girl asked, “Who is it? Who is looking for me?”

Holden happened to come out of the bathroom. He had just finished taking a shower.

He was wiping his hair with a dry towel when he heard the question.

Holden was dumbfounded when he saw Matriarch Farrell standing at the door.

He thought he had been dazzled, so he quickly wiped his eyes, and when he looked again, he still saw Matriarch Farrell’s face, no matter how well-maintained it was, still showing signs of the vicissitudes of time.

“Honey, the lady is looking for you.” The girl turned her body away and said to Holden:

She actually guessed a possibility in her heart: Holden’s wife came here.

The girl didn’t care. Matriarch Farrell just came to her door. She didn’t know how many first wives had come to her door and torn her apart. As long as she didn’t find a man in the upper-class circle, the real financial backer behind her would not know.

Who told her that her sponsor didn’t come to see her very often? She was aware that she was surrounded by women and that she might not remember them. Fortunately, her pocket money was not taken away, and she could still see that sponsor’s mistress. She lives up to her reputation by convincing others that she was one of the benefactor’s favorite women, so no one dared to k*ll her.

are you

face turned pale, and he stammered as he asked Matriarch

the towel was

say it would be a

the door of his

wife caught him cheating

and kept shaking. Suddenly, he turned to point at the girl who had lit a cigarette and was puffing away smoke and said,

way, and give me a lot of pocket money. It’s you who shamelessly pursue me,

want to seduce, and I also seduce young and handsome guys. Why do

Holden’s words. She came over, blew out a puff of smoke at Holden, and then said to Matriarch Farrell, “Are you his wife? You are so old. Your husband thinks you are old and unsentimental, so

old man. Don’t stare at me. I’m XX’s

the girl squeezed Matriarch Farrell

Farrell made a sudden move and grabbed the girl’s wrist. With a pull, the girl

“Pop!”

a round of

whose mistress this b*tch was; he’d die