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.

smile, he took

was John's favorite

Everyone here knew him.

the years, John had spent much money

women would kill for

their eyes, he is a golden

you're finally here,''

in his arms, but John

a cold face nearby, who

always reminded herself that

knew what was on her

why did this

for a

eyes, she found that

instantly gained confidence but

cold, but

saw her eyes which looked like Amy's, and slyly

sleeping

John’s face up and down,

night? Everyone knew that Mr.Howard was rich

million dollars! She couldn't make it even by working in the bar for

couldn't be more willing to have sex with

and asked, "Well.If five million don't,

What am I? A whore?" the woman went

a handkerchief, and said, "We can't be more aware whether you are or not.We're just

an instant, the woman turned pale

could clearly hear the laughter

was like a clown,

the

witnessed John's sharp

beauties, but not all

of tea

pulled a woman into his arms and indulged

participation, the scene

the other side, Amy and Paul had arrived at the Shallow

time, Old Mr.Howard just called

hear what they were talking about, no more than

life in the Howard Family

said hesitantly, "Mrs.Howard seems to hate me

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