My Remarried Wife Is in Demand
breeze blew in through the slightly opened window, it flap
d, her forehead wet by cold sweat a
ainful tears. It had been three years since that night, but the terrifying scene k
u should grasp this opportunity. Grandpa wants to have a great-grandson." Elliott Fitch, in his 60s, sounded spirited in
, running a huge international jewelry enterprise. His one casua
spects except for the mar
see, grandpa." Carefully, she hid her di
e." Soon after she hung up the phone, she received a package. She opened it and fo
aughty o
t them a duplex in Firmiana Garden, the most expensive community in the city. He said that they
t him, she could only go to the Fitch's, read newspapers and magazines, or watch TV. But now, she d
r the phone, she heard a gentle voice, "Hello, I'm Mr. Fitch's assistan
ase tell him I'll go to
ht several days ago into a paper bag, wore light makeup, and put on
ip subconsciously, she gazed at the man who had been signing the documents without looking up at her. In
ent's lap boldly. "Honey, didn't you promise to
is face. "Isn't it enough
The woman threw her arms around his neck