The Lethal Love Hunter

Chapter 464 You’re a Hypocrite!

Still remember the class reunion last year.

Upon seeing her, Luther, who had not been able to contact her for many years, was like a parched firewood, yearning for her as if he had been starved for a century.

At the reunion, the two people were practically glued together from start to finish.

Later, they simply checked into a hotel and stayed together for three days and three nights.

The two recounted their separation of nearly two decades as if the sky. had darkened and the earth had dimmed.

Luther told her while holding her in bed.

In the years since he parted from her, he had loved no one but Alice, including his current wife.

Luther’s sweet talk moved Alice, who had been numb for many years, as if she were a sixteen or seventeen–year–old girl.

They were grateful that after their separation, fate had given them another chance to reunite and continue their previous relationship.

They made a pact, in order not to harm their current families and social images, they agreed to only interact privately and never separate until death.

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Chapter 464 You’re a Hypochle

But, the look on Luther’s face at that moment was so terrifying, so chilling!

Every week when he was making love with her, he wished he could run away with her to the ends of the earth, abandon his wife at home, and rekindle the beautiful love they had when they were young.

What happened now?

If that was the case, who could I, paralyzed in this world, still believe in?

Alice said irritably, “Luther, are you joking with me?”

“Two nights ago, when we were in the hotel room, you kept telling me that you would always treat me well and never leave me.”

mean? Were y

to fall out with

did I ever

you either, that I would make a solemn pledge of love with

all in your imagination,

old you are now, still talking about love, aren’t you afraid of embarrassing yourself

you say such

had been playing games with her

very

are nothing

did you speak to me at the reunion

said that missing me that year was equivalent to missing the most

again after more than a decade was fate given

gave you thirty million to

Luther, I believed your

but a

from the television station forgot to turn off his

and Alice’s words were broadcast

the TV station,

the TV station director’s office was ringing

the relevant administrative departments of the provincial government were furious.

hold him

desperately dialed Luther’s assistant’s phone number, but he just couldn’t get through.

Hotel himself, he was going

the hotel sneered, “Alice, don’t flatter yourself!”

I left you because I

you, bossing me around under

had enough of you that I

with you was just for fun, you idiot,

with rage, “Luther, you bastard! Just you wait, both the Tran

a chief director at the provincial station, you could ride roughshod

Howell family could kill you with a flick of their

forget, this world always serves capital, I could crush you with my