My Fabulous Wife

Chapter 002 Let's go to Shiveport Purr!

The motorcycle pulled over under a tree not far from the gate of the elementary school.

Annette sat on the motorcycle with one long and straight leg supporting against the ground, and took off the helmet, letting her black hair cascade over her shoulders.

She narrowed her eyes to see the gate clearly, where there was a crowd of parents waiting for I their kids.

Still ten minutes before Wancy finished his class.

A faint trace of impatience appeared in Annette’s eyes.

She flapped her backpack to the front.

Unzipped, the black backpack revealed its messy inside.

A laptop, a replica gun, a mechanical watch, three phones, two big ones and one small one.

A palm-sized roll of black cloth, a long metal box, a metal lighter, a pack of cigarettes and some lollipops.

All together they did have quite some weight.

Annette took out one of the phones.

Tens of unread messages popped out from an app.

Having noticed one of them, she raised her eyebrows, with a light smile going wild.

A black limousine came to halt slowly at the opposite side of the road.

"Young master, here it is."

Said the driver.

The car window at the right hand side slid down.

Sitting at the back of the limousine was a man in a black shirt, long legs overlapped.

between the fingers which were with clear knuckles and in clean

well as the clamorous crowd of pupils,

person

and lightly-compressed thin

scratched the back of his

crowd would only be the last person

very place where

figured it

face turned

"When was it?"

"Just ten minutes ago."

The driver replied.

the place under the tree nearby incidentally

a girl sitting

hair flew in

be an angel

in particular, rendered her

pity was that her clothes were too big and loose to give

pity to be a mother at such a young age! He looked back inside the

than one minute." The driver

the back

here when it lasted only less than one

"My bad, master."

lowered his

took a puff at his cigarette and

now we go back to Colette Town and my

boy, aged around seven or eight, was

along the direction of the gate for a few seconds, his eyes shined as he spotted Annette, whom he immediately ran toward.His curly hair had been blown into a mess by the wind.He couldn't wait to pull down his school uniform.He then crammed it into his bag rudely and plunged

"Annette!"

shouted out from

raised her eyes from the phone and caught the sight of Wancy who was bolting toward her.She tutted, "Do

finally get rid of this