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.

an unreadable smile, he took

was John's favorite

Everyone here knew him.

John had

women would kill for

he

finally here,'' a strange woman

his arms, but John was in

smile, John pushed her away and casually pulled over a woman with a cold face nearby,

like others, she always reminded

what was on her

could make sense to John that Amy was pure and lofty with enough capability to be respected, but why did this

struggled for a

of the corner of her eyes, she found

but still

I'm different.’’ Her voice was cold, but with a hint of

eyes

for sleeping with me.Deal?"

John’s face up and down, the woman's

knew that Mr.Howard was rich

it even by

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

ear to ear and asked, "Well.If five million

hundred? What am I? A whore?" the woman went

handkerchief, and said, "We

woman turned pale

could clearly hear

like a

face, the woman fled,

around witnessed John's sharp

loved beauties, but

of tea

corners of his mouth, John casually pulled a woman into his

the scene went more lively

and Paul had

time, Old

hear what they were talking about, no more than

Howard Family

up the phone, Amy said hesitantly, "Mrs.Howard seems to hate me

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