My Remarried Wife

As soon as the man’s hand was shaken off and he was unwilling to give up, he was grabbed by the collar and dragged back. What’s going on? While he was thinking, the man felt that the temperature around him began to drop. His sharp eyes fell on him. It was a man sitting in a wheelchair. In the bar, everyone was integrated with this place, but he was different. Just sitting there, his dignity was revealed in his eyes.

His deep and cold eyes and powerful aura formed a boundary, and the outside world could not blend in. “What do you want to do to her?”Gripping the man’s collar, he questioned. “I’m sorry!”The man apologized as soon as he came to his senses. Although he was sitting in a wheelchair, he looked not like an ordinary person at first glance. And when the man behind him grabbed him, he didn’t even have the strength to fight back. What did it mean? He had met lots of people in society, and he knew what to do at what time.

“I don’t know she has a companion. Sorry, please let me go.” Without saying a word, he pursed his thin lips and looked at his hand sharply. “Which hand touched her?” The man stood still, with cold sweat on his forehead. His cold eyes were like an invisible mountain pressing on his shoulder, making him unconsciously bow and slowly raise his right hand. “Wreck-it.” His calm words were like a bomb dropping to the ground in the sound of the explosion music. The man’s face changed in an instant, and his teeth trembled.

“I… I didn’t mean to touch her. I don’t know Sir, please let me go! ” Before he finished his words, several men in suits and sunglasses came up and grabbed him. The man had never seen such a scene, and he was almost scared to fall to the ground. However, at this time, something had changed. Just now, lying on the bar counter motionless, Forsythia suddenly stood up and staggered towards Vincent. “You!” She walked up to him and pointed at him with her index finger.

her calmly. Her fair face was black scaled camel red, and her cold eyes were slightly drunk. She looked gentle and charming, and her ruddy lips were still suffused with alcohol. Her black hair fell down and gently covered her shoulders, almost covering most of her face. This scene seemed to have helped her with makeup, but

sitting still, Forsythia took another step forward, but she stumbled and fell to the body of Vincent. “Mr. Richie!”With his eyes wide open, he called out his name nervously. Looking at

in disbelief. Did they see it wrong? Mr. Richie did it, but he did it to help her. When Forsythia fell over, she was in the wrong posture and her head almost hit the armrest of his wheelchair.

lips. He had even heard the scene that Mr. Richie flirted with the woman, so at this point, It was nothing to fuss about. The soft cheek

that she didn’t thank him, but why does she cry out for pain? ‘? “Why It’s so tough! “As soon as she finished his words, Forsythia complained angrily. Then she clenched her hands into fists

two different from before. In his opinion, this kind of woman was more lovely? “You haven’t answered my question yet!”Forsythia was still hammering his chest while asking. Although she didn’t use much strength and