Sir, Your Wife Ran Again

heir rich and noble people given birth to a baby was as easy as buying veget

nder the current situation. For Kendri

a chopping block, no matter she would be steamed or braised i

e got up early, Kendrick already had gone. The housekeeper told her that K

him! If only Kendrick could be gone for

he would found that Marilyn

d income of 2500 dollars per month. Marilyn counted the number and the several zero followed behind. She didn't dare to dream that

't he afraid that she would sneak awa

ed him tens of thousands of dollars be

ter Kendrick left. After living in the Si Family's villa fo

her every time. Every move of Marilyn was

w circles in front of her from time to time. He even seemed to come over to feel he

re. She couldn't be

and even the amount of the food was calculated. There were six or s

ng in a dream, just as she was

n Kendrick and the servants. It was a flawless connection. In other words,

s oil and less salt. For Marilyn, who was used to eating junk food, th

n was well balanced, but she also felt that her steps were unsteady

fumbled out of her room and sneaked into the kitchen, intending to

und a can of drink, the new phone that Kendrick bou

nd saw a message from Kendric

He was hiding somewhere and looking at her coldly. She even thought that when she opened the door of the fridge, she could

ntic drama. It was

but didn't find anything unusual. S

from Kendrick. "Don't look at it.

n the head of Kendrick. She poked the phone hard and replied, "Don't you have

to see you. Don

t she was just a tool to give birth to a baby for Kendrick. He asked people to look at

sighed and went back to the bedroom d

sleeple

or two days. As time went by, she couldn't bear the feeling of being stared at by dozens of eyes. Besides, the plaster o

father was now. She was more worried

le around her were busy, Marilyn

at her heart was about to jump out of her chest. As soon

at least twenty minutes to get to the place where she could take a taxi. When

tried to breathe smoothly. "What's wrong with rich people? Ar

ok at Marilyn from the rearview mirror, as

mirror after she told the driver the hospital's name. She was afraid that a large group

aster, master.

n a deep voice, "Little girl, are you targeted by the pyramid selling o

e a brake mark on the ground. It was about to tu

r hands and said, "No, no! I

t track again. He still nodded seriously

continued to said, "It turns out that you a