The Unexpected Marriage

"Scott, it seems that I was fortunate enough not to die at your hands. I should thank you for your mercy. You just sent me to prison at that time and didn't sell me to a whorehouse."

His face was like a mask, which made Joan believe that all the beauty in the world was real. But once the mask was exposed a little, it was awkward.

Take care.

She put her hand on the door knob, turned around and said ambiguously, "I advise you to spend some time with your beautiful wife. If a woman feels lonely for a long time, she will cheat on you."

After saying that, she went back to the company in a good mood.

When she sat in the car, Darren's face flashed through her mind. She had helped him a lot with the design. She felt that someone was with her since she met Darren by accident.

She was bullied. He backed her up. When she got hurt, he took her to the hospital.

However, when she thought of their agreement that she was only his nominal girlfriend, her heart skipped a beat. It was a terrible signal. Joan started to look forward to something subconsciously.

There were two loud knocks on the door. With boss's permission, Joan slipped into the room.

"What's up?" The man's voice was cold, but when Joan approached, his ears turned a bit hot.

"Nothing." A dash of shyness flashed across Joan's face. "I just wanted to thank you in person," she said.

"Thank me?" He put down the things in his hands and walked up to Joan. "How do you plan to thank me?"

He approached Joan with an evil smile.

"I'm serious." She gently pushed him and said, "Thank you for helping me, such a powerless and ordinary person. Thank you for always appearing in front of me when I need help."

Sometimes she could tell who was worth trust when she was relaxed. Scott was sneering at her. She was not the daughter of the Gu family. What's more, Darren had helped her always.

Maybe she should thank that muddy rainy night, or maybe she should thank Scott for not coming to pick her up.

the simple Joan, who of course would not know the story

time, he wanted to protect her and be nice to her

long time, he deeply realized that he

me for dinner." He pursed his lips and changed the topic stiffly.

afford to invite you to any good restaurant. We can only eat the fried chicken

money was a crime. He looked at the woman in front

She didn't expect that there was a change

now sitting like a small teacher with a whip.

she could accept street stalls now. If he could eat the western food gracefully, then he should feel that he was capable of eating the kebabs and spears with manners at

soon as Scott opened the door and came home, he found a pungent smoke. It was obvious that she had deliberately opened the window

of the stairs on the second floor and

reached the room, a porcelain ashtray rattled down the stairs. It was bought by her father at a Hong Kong martial arts auction. Because she liked it, she brought it along with her

made Scott furious. He rushed upstairs. On the way upstairs, Jean was sitting on the edge of the bed, with a half burning cigarette between her fingers.

the spider spirit, which

finish her words, she was shoved by Scott at once. "Shit! Do you think you can do anything as you get married?

fortune, do you

to spend more

couldn't understand this woman who was so pure before marriage was capable of making porridge for him every day, making love with him and kissing him with her

drinking was by no means related

to live, but my child wants to live well. " Looking at the mess on the ground, Scott couldn't help but complain, "You are such a brainless woman. Perhaps the ashtray is a pair of

only Scott hadn't mentioned her name. However, everything seemed to have changed when he mentioned her name. Jean was so angry that she

feelings for that woman! I shouldn't have married you. That vicious woman had hurt my child. Now my husband seems to miss

true or not. Thinking of that he had called Joan a few days ago, she was even more upset.

not the kind Jean liked. Thus, she played her last card and said, "My husband doesn't love me, and my children are not welcomed either. What am I doing here? I think it's better for

Jean's. The phone was hung up for the first time, but it

the furious voice. She took the phone away from her ear. Scott was in a bad mood now, and what she was going to tell him

party last night. This morning,