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 to

was John's favorite

Everyone here knew him.

John had spent much

kill

he is a

you're finally here,''

skillfully nestled in his arms, but John was

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

she always reminded herself that she

knew what was on

was pure and lofty with enough capability to be respected, but why did this woman dare to be arrogant? Just because of that haughty face? John pulled that supercilious

for a

she found

confidence but still

different.’’ Her voice was cold,

John saw her eyes which looked

sleeping

at John’s face up and down, the woman's eyes widened

was

even by

be more willing to

and asked, "Well.If five million

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

let go of her, wiped his fingers with a handkerchief, and said, "We can't

woman

clearly hear

was like a clown, a total

face, the

people around witnessed John's sharp tongue

but not all

tea could enjoy his

casually pulled a woman into his arms and indulged in the dancing

participation, the scene

and Paul had arrived at the

Old Mr.Howard just

could clearly hear what they were talking about, no more

in the Howard Family would

said hesitantly, "Mrs.Howard seems to

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