The Pinnacle Of Life

Donovan was in a terrible mood.

At first, he did not believe much in the rumor about Ynes keeping a man in the forbidden area. He did not know Ynes’ character well, but the sect master of Yorkshire Palace had been managing her disciples strictly. Even an open-minded lady would not be able to do such a thing as keeping a man!

If it were Colette Brunel, he probably would believe it. However, he really did not believe Ynes would do that. But now, he saw Ynes lying sideways in Alex’s arms, and the man’s hand was even on her bosom… The most disgusting thing was that b*stard was even wearing women’s clothes.

He naturally assumed the clothes belonged to Ynes. He was infuriated!

He was cuckolded so badly.

The thoughts on being cuckolded simply filled his mind, so how could he endure it?

It was fine without the Chaos Beads. It was also fine without the Chaos Bell. Finally, however, someone turned him into a cuckold in front of so many people, so he could not bear it at all.

Mica, who failed to understand Donovan’s current feeling, pointed at Ynes and said, “Senior, now that you’ve seen it, you will believe it, right? This Larkin b*tch is simply shameless. She’s clearly your fiancée, yet she’s hooking up with another man. Think about it. She can even be so open with other women present. She may have slept with a few men behind your back. Senior, you may have been cuckolded multiple times!”

Donovan’s eyelids twitched wildly.

“Shut up!”

the governor, Zephyr East, Colette Brunel, the Princess of Silvermoon Sanctuary, and Samson Hendrik. They only managed to find this place because they had borrowed

Donovan with extremely bizarre gazes, such that he, the blessed man, was unable to

aggrievedly, “Senior, I’m helping you. I can’t bear watching

right! You keep mentioning such a great insult in front of so many people. Are you helping me to achieve

Smack!

neck,

looked at Ynes. “Now the matter has come to this point, I don’t want to say anything anymore. I, Donovan Orlando, have my reputation turned into a laughing stock

you believe me? In fact, your fiancée has never betrayed you. But, of course, I have never had any special relationship

anger. “Do you think I’m blind? Where is your hand placed? Do you think I can’t see

it hard. “You did see it, but you misunderstood it. I’m not molesting your fiancée,

flushed. She was too ashamed to face anyone, so she just closed her

“Pfft!”

so hard that he ahnost sprained his back and said to Alex, “Bro, I believe your words! Donovan Orlando, look, look! There’s a trace of blood on the corner of your fiancée’s mouth. She must have been injured. This brother of mine is helping her by rubbing her bosom… Oh no, it’s the chest. He did it with completely good intention. You should thank my