My Mysterious Husband

His mother had got involved in this matter, so it was going to get tricky. He wouldn’t be unaware of his mother, and for the first time, he felt bad about her ‘care’.

In the past, her mother would also do the same thing. Whenever a woman tried to pester him, his mother would take care of everything for him, so he felt his mother had a big role to play and he never saw it as a bad thing.

But now, even though he had told her that Venus was important to him and she still tried to destroy it. That’s what he couldn’t accept!

Thinking of this, he quickly grabbed his jacket and left without looking back.

Venus, as she hung up the phone, she took some time to calm herself, and when she felt she was as normal, she came to her desk to start designing again.

She had been bothered by all sorts of things lately, which made her not draw for a long time. only by focusing on her work, could she forget those unpleasant things.

Feeling almost done, Venus rubbed her sore neck. Then she turned around and inadvertently looked at the sky outside the window and noticed that it was a bit dark.

Just then, the door was instantly opened, and then someone tall was walking in.

With a ‘pa’ sound, the room immediately became bright, while she also found it was Kerry.

“Did you go there this afternoon?!” Kerry stepped forward, looking at her in a condescending manner.

Venus was made a little annoyed by his questioning and said with a calm face, “I went

so naturally she couldn’t say it wrong

strangled by him fiercely and Kerry gritted teeth and asked,

Venus was dizzy from his clutching and her chest was extraordinarily uncomfortable, but it made

she hadn’t gone to Shangri-La. Had he sent

someone to follow me!”

It wasn’t a question; it was an

don’t have so much time. A phone call would

could not enter her chest at all. Her heart was in pain, and she said in a clear and cold voice, “I can’t breathe... Even if you want to hear the truth... you have to let

at Venus, who was lying on the table gasping for air, he said with a clear and indifferent tone, “Tell the truth, or don’t blame me for being

her? Did he think she would appreciate him for

went to Jindu Doulao.”

asked, “What

I do besides eat?”

he treated her like a criminal. He was not a police man or someone

you go

“Only me.”

satisfied with her answer, and his look revealed danger as he repeated, “Who exactly did

went there by myself, because someone

“Who? Hao?”