My Remarried Wife

My Remarried Wife By Shi Wu Chapter 117

Was this woman a fool?

It should be.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t be so stupid to ask such a question at this time.

“Is it not that obvious?””Or are you too stupid?”

Forsythia opened her mouth wondering what’s that obvious.

“You remarried woman, I will only say it for once. Don’t expect me to say it for the second time.”He sounded arrogant.

“What do you mean?”

Damn it!

Looking at her inquisitive expression at this time, he really wanted to catch her and spank her hard. He have spoke out what he would never say, but she didn’t listen to a word.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his voice became colder.

“It seems that you don’t care about me at all.”

Forsythia: “what do you mean?I used to sleep well in that small bed. Why do you suddenly want me to sleep in your bed? Is it because I and you… ”

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Richie roughly, “enough!”

The sudden irritability was frightening, and there was cruelty in his eyes.

“Don’t ask if you don’t know. You stupid woman want to sleep in your bed and just ask the servant to help you move back. Do you think I want to sleep with a remarried woman like you?That was a drop in the bucket!such a shame! ”

Forsythia was speechless

Then he turned around and left the room.

so angry that her chest heaved. It was impossible for her to ask the servant to help her move the small bed back, but since he thought it was degrading and shameful to sleep with her, she

went out to ask the maid

very clean. She directly

sudden, two pieces of Four Piece Bedding Set were missing, leaving only a blue sheet and a blue pillow. It was empty, looking very

tidying up her stuff, she went to take a shower. After that,

asleep, she suddenly felt as if someone was pulling her

the quilt tightly

as she opened her eyes, she met a pair of cold and

‘Oh, my God!!!

are you

“What do you think?”

down for a while, Forsythia sat up and pulled the quilt tightly in her hand. “I have a

“Is the quilt yours?”

“……”

quilt away from

asked the servant to clean up my room. I

pregnant, she had become more and more drowsy. After saying that to him, Forsythia didn’t want to argue with him anymore. She held the quilt in her arms and said, “your bed

she lay back

on his face. All she knew was

seemed that there was something hot on her back that kept emitting a

temperature rose, she frowned

Finally she felt better.

minute later, the quilt

within a few seconds, the quilt was covered on

a willful child. The heat on her

a daze, Forsythia opened her eyes. Her cold eyes were drowsy and lazy, which bumped into

be bright stars in

and couldn’t help reaching out her hand to touch his face. When her fingertips were about to touch him, sleepiness swept over again. She closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep

breath, and something

soft thing felt dissatisfaction and moved forward a

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