Addicted to His Wife

ING was hit to injure last

ce and they had cordoned off the scene. I want to know w

aid to be

...

ffice in the morning, Sophie heard

ve in her heart about whether or not she would be found out about inju

ace turned pale as she looked

ed meticulously behind her head and a palm-sized face with a pair of gold

ed up a manuscript on the tabl

closed when the colleagues o

who had endless money, had become

s in the company did

r mouth and asked in a small voice, "

ce remained as stereotypical and plain as her, saying i

ie's visit to the Thy

sciously clutching th

glance at the small hands that clutched the folder tightly, and she hooked her li

hie bowed he

Or do you think that because you came in through the Miller Family's connections, it doesn't matte

mily, I was wrong about this matter, you can either punish me or e

o finish before showing a mocking smile: "I don't dare to

office, her fingers still cl

ked at each other with a g

at, opened the document, and looked at th

talking about something, but So

up, Office of

desk with a cold face. Even with the unsightly white bandage o

trainee reporter for the Mango Entertainment Newspaper, what happened yesterday should have been just an accident." The middle-age

frowned, with a trace of arrogant contempt un

ithout any objection, recording som

e this woman in City A again in the future."

me fierce, and his eyes ca

's spine straighten

the desktop and the woman's frightened eyes like a small deer kept emerging in his mind. An

movement in his hands did not pause

had a sharp shiver, so she subconsciously felt the position of her chest. At that moment, she seemed

ain viciously, then shrugged her head hard, attempti

this quietness, on the contrary, made Sophie more and more uneasy, as if