The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Aiden took out the room card and swiped open the door.

The door was pushed open, and Damien raised his legs and walked in, but he stood at the entrance and did advance in.

But from where he stood, he could clearly see everything in the room.

In the room, Joyce was holding a wine glass in her hand. She was drinking with two young men.

From the way she looked, it seemed like she was a already tipsy.

“Come on, drink,” one of the men said to her.

“No, I can’t drink anymore. Well, you can ask a question and I’ll answer it.”

“How many boyfriends have you had? The other young man asked,

Joyce was drunk, so she pouted and pondered for a while. She suddenly extended her fingers, “One, two, three, four…nope, there are too many, I can’t count them.”

Aiden took in a deep breath as he listened to Joyce’s words. He carefully peeked at his master’s face.

Damien’s face was gloomy. In fact, he was very curious about her response.

After him, did she have another man?

Now that she had confirmed to having more men after him, the corner of Damien’s cold lips curled up. His face was covered with a sinister look.

The three people in the room had no idea that they had company.

The two young men looked at Joyce, the woman was slightly drunk, and she was really charming. One of the men laughed and asked, “Who do you like the least?”

course…it’s that man named Damien, yes, it’s him!” Joyce replied vaguely, “I don’t like him very much, no, I hate him, I really hate him. What’s so great about him, nothing, right? He’s just a little more handsome, a little better, and

someone barged in, it was

just opened the door

hand and placed

drunk. I have to trouble you a little, please send her home. I’ll leave now, Annabelle smiled

that Annabelle was leaving, she stood up and ran

her poor “Oh, my forehead hurts! Joyce stretched out her hand and rubbed her forehead. Just now, she had bumped into his Damien’s

The

you?” Joyce felt that the

Joyce wasn’t completely drunk.

at the tall and handsome man before

Damien, and her fingers held Damien’s firm and smooth chin, “Hey, don’t tell me you’re your boss’s personal man. Because, why else would

he was treated as a top-quality cowboy.

was also very pleasant,

Joyce had

clean black and white pupils

Damien?

He was Damien!

of Joyce’s tipsiness

his legs

serve you well and make

he approached her, Joyce was so frightened that she kept moving back. For some reason,

stare was as

this moment, her knees knocked on the edge of

propped up by her side, and Damien’s