You-Know-Who's Beloved Wife

ens her eyes and, with a wooden face,

all over the body serves as the evid

moment, she covers her face with her hands, shivering in this emp

utiful, just like a tiny delicate bloom with dews

ry day, and Carol smiled to him ev

s socks and said, "Carol, would

hed hundreds of times, Carol w

his fists, "I w

You need to earn many bride-pri

ay, "No need to ta

esley, "He said he would marry me

ars, you will be w

e an oath

t every man's door. The pride princess falls down to

she left Nightking. She found that he

al communities. He, temperamental as he is, is favored by numerous women. He

princess comes d

boy becomes a rul

as her back to the wall. He has fu

e, but for

side table. The contraceptive pill is just like a loud slap on her face. She, star

l body. The bruised blue-black in the mir

walls' of wardrobes filled with famous clothes, shoes and handb

e - this is his revenge for t

lamed eyes. She ties her hair up, takes one designer LV hand

ars are bitter. Don't cry

upright, and your head should be lifted. Don't bow your head, otherwise th

d says, "Dad, I got married. His name is Kenny, a very famous man. He takes care of me very well. Our hous

p. You can continue sleeping if you still feel tired. I am not a child any more. I have g

vain, idiot. " A mystifying voice comes from outside. C

with her murderou

yes, turns around, "Who wants to

ses the d

ol out, Stella winks over, swinging her lips with a bitter tone, "Carol, how's that feelin

ne Wesley put on Carol's finger at the wedding. After that, Wesley said that the ring and nec

Wesley rackets his brains to take a

d not expect was that

imperial robe'? You are mean and cheap. No matter what you we

osed. says with a gloomy face,

ope. How ridiculous! Even if you are wearing my clothes, carrying my handbags, and putting on my necklace and my fing

ing. She just wants to show off and see Carol

ur jewelry and clothes belong to me now. All the money in your credit cards has been transferr

ything but me. I just to wave my gusset and men will bri