Curse it all! Even I had never gotten to kiss Sophia. How dare this loser touch my girl! Richard thought.

Much to his surprise, Xyla stopped him in the middle of his charge. “Richard, don’t! Don’t do it! Sophia is now dating Stanley. It’s not the time for us to tear her apart!”

Richard did his best to clamp down on the rage boiling inside. He felt as though his life was crumbling apart. He never expected his own woman would kiss another man in front of him! He felt absolutely betrayed in that instant.

Xyla eyed the furious Richard and Sophia, who had been ‘caught in the act’. Schadenfreude danced in her eyes.

Sophia, let’s just see how you’re going to seduce Richard in the future!

Sophia’s heart jumped in surprise when she caught sight of Richard glaring mutinously at her as she was kissing Michael passionately.

Oh, that look in his eyes! While she didn’t mind it, she had no interest in acting out a kiss in front of her ex-boyfriend. Besides, she was kissing Michael; it was better for this to be done at home behind closed doors.

She pushed Michael lightly. “Hubby, I’m hungry. Let’s go home.”

Michael pecked her on her lips lovingly. “Sure.”

That moment he lowered his head was practically a moment when he oozed pure handsomeness with nothing else; such perfectly defined lines with an extraordinary beauty and mysteriousness!

 

Sophia’s face burned. She then took Nathan’s hand and headed outside with Michael.

sight. ‘Stanley’ even had an arm wrapped around Sophia’s shoulders. The two of them were no different from any couple on campus. The only thing that differed was the little third wheel walking next to them. Richard’s face turned purple from anger as he watched this ‘family of

pulled on Richard’s arm and consoled him. “Richard, don’t be mad. Let’s all get along now. It’s lucky that you found out about

won’t tear her to pieces for now. Once we’ve

ruthlessly to the

and returned home. She couldn’t resist pulling out her phone to see if her ex had sent some weird message to her again, for example, ‘Sophia, I never thought that you’re that kind

nothing. On the contrary, Richard had sent this instead. ‘Sophia, I had miscalculated during today’s match. I hadn’t expected Stanley to be able to find some substitutes from outside his school. I

me? Sophia had a vague idea of Richard’s scheming. They were probably waiting for her, ‘Joel’s mistress’, to whisper in Joel’s ear and

be united. The Harpers would probably be sharpening

that before. In the past, she had stayed up overnight helping him with the homework that he hadn’t gotten

her ex had in mind

the side and began to focus on Michael’s dashing good looks. Sometimes, the difference between people was even greater than

match earlier. Michael had

Michael maintain his good looks all these years? He was already in his thirties, yet that skin of his was exactly the same as a young lad in his late teens. It was so dewy that one could practically squeeze the moisture right out of

be like him when she got to her thirties; that would

and drooled all over her husband’s otherworldly looks through her computer screen. Michael deliberately walked in front of her, clad in just a pair of boxers. She then immediately switched off her computer and pretended to study seriously. Her eyes followed that sturdy body for a long while until the bathroom door interrupted her line of sight. It was only then that she retracted her gaze, but her

had many gay friends, she felt that her existence was quite insignificant. She was a

person. She wasn’t exactly rich, and it wasn’t like her face was absurdly beautiful or anything. There were many more ladies who were prettier and wealthier than she was, and Michael had been showbiz for years. The number of gorgeous women he had met had to outnumber all the meals she

married her for some other reason. At any

she would be thinking of which kindergarten that their child would be sent to, and the next moment she would be wondering

asking about Michael’s

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