My Ex-Wife Remarried Me

Afraid that Karl would drag her to the room by force, Amora immediately ran to the couch and sat on it as she stared at him with her guard up.

Karl was left speechless by her act.

Is that woman a fool? Isn't it a good thing that we're getting her a room to rest? Karl head hurt a little.

"Ms.Rory, this is Mr.Ronin's instructions."

"What?"

After hearing Karl's words, Amora's bloodshot eyes widened.

"That gives me more reasons to refuse.You can leave now.Don't be bothered about me.I'll just stay here."

With that, she lay down on the couch with her face facing inward and started ignoring Karl.

Karl, at his wits’ ends, gnashed his teeth together.

He had wanted to take forceful measures to send that woman to the room, but on second thoughts, he did not dare to touch her.

After all, he knew there was no need for Kane to personally deal with the business here, at least for now.

Yet, he still did and still stayed for two days.

What a woman! In the end, Amora still spent the whole night in the hotel lobby.

The next day, she was jolted awake by a horrible din.

Every day after sunrise at this hotel lobby, there would be a milling crowd of guests, creating an unavoidable amount of noise.

It was especially so when they gossiped as they saw a young lady lying on the couch in the lobby.

up from her position, Amora then headed

the night here.Who exactly is she? The dress she's wearing is an expensive one;

knows.Perhaps she got

the mirror and washing her face, all Amora

dumped? Isn't that true? I might

Amora sighed.

packed her stuff and walked out of the washroom, heading toward

Mr.Ronin in the penthouse suite has come down

leads to the basement parking lot directly.Don't you know about

bad news from the receptionist early in the morning! Bloody h*il! He really left without saying anything? After a whole night of torture, that piece of news was nothing but similar to a bucket of ice water

and she almost lost her

"Miss, are you alright?"

receptionist held out her hand and tried to help steady Amora's

latter waved her

like she was voided by her

nothing she could do if

and steeled her resolution, there would be no chance for her to get close to him if he was adamant about avoiding

to the couch and

bent down and hugged onto her

"Ms.Rory?"

"Huh?"

wrong with you? We're leaving soon; do

There was no reply.

Amora, who was still hugging her thighs, slowly straightened her

was as white as

unable to tell if it was the

wrong with you? Why do you look so pale? Are you