Overflow With Fake Love

Chapter 47: He's a Potable Bank Worried? 

Paul frowned and questioned, "Why do you think so?"

"Then what are you doing here?" Amy asked rhetorically.

Amy couldn't be calmer.

Could it make sense that Paul treated her well just because she was his nominal wife? Having turned around, Paul looked down at her and said, "Amy, don’t always rely on me.Two years later, I won't intervene in your affairs anymore.When you're no longer nominally my wife, you will see how cruel I am to outsiders.I treat you just out of a husband's responsibility"

Once a person had a sense of dependence, he is reduced to a child awaiting someone to pick him up at the kindergarten.

Amy shouldn't be like this in Paul's eyes.

Peering into Paul's eyes, Amy knew that he was warning her.

Amy chuckled, "I see, darling.At least the woman you love in the future will be very happy.’ 

"Such a woman will never exist,’’ Paul rebutted.

Paul answered firmly and walked forward silently.

The two of them walked to the parking place one after another.

Tim waited there quietly and observed the surroundings simultaneously.

Paul's uncles had been restless all along and had begun to suspect him.

His identity would be exposed sooner or later, but he didn't like to be in trouble.

Paul hid it for as long as he could.

It was pitch-dark outside.

John was standing where Paul and Amy just were.

He leaned against the wall and smoked slowly.

The cigarette end flickered in the darkness and finally went out.

"Such a woman will never exist?"

John doubted, thinking Amy would be an exception.

It would be interesting, John thought.

he took a taxi

was John's favorite

Everyone here knew him.

John had spent much

would kill for his

their eyes, he

finally here,''

nestled in his arms, but John was in

her away and casually pulled over a woman with a cold face nearby, who sneered as

like others, she always reminded herself that she differed

what was on

with enough capability to be respected, but why did this woman dare to be

for a

eyes, she found that many women

confidence but

different.’’ Her voice was cold, but with a

her chin, John saw her eyes which looked like

dollars for sleeping

down, the

knew that Mr.Howard was rich and generous,

She couldn't make it even

that was the case, she couldn't be more willing to have

ear and asked, "Well.If

whore?" the woman went instantly

handkerchief, and said, "We can't be more aware whether you are or

an instant, the woman turned pale as

hear the

like a clown, a

face, the

around witnessed

but not all of

cup of tea could enjoy

mouth, John casually pulled a

scene went

Amy and Paul had arrived at the Shallow

Old Mr.Howard just

clearly hear what they were talking about, no more than

the Howard

Amy said hesitantly, "Mrs.Howard seems to hate

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