Reject My Billionaire Ex-Husband

ache a little for her condescension. His voice

rned off the phone, leaving a man look

ull the blanket back, then lay next to him; in the bedroom, there was a faint scent of ros

he bought it for another girl because he fell in the car

y, hugged her body tightly in his arms, although this

two people sharing the same be

ly at home; she also works as a translator and usually finds the documents herself to tr

, and it was hectic; she usually didn't go out much, but felt very happy, looked at

a familiar scent, turned around, and saw a girl holdi

d smiled at her, but that smile made her h

eemed to have met. That's right, she suddenly thought, th

er face can be compared to the sun; that is

wearing a gray white tie, and the girl holding a bouquet of roses stood up, smiling and kissing. One is on

he figure that had gone away; h

oing into the bedroom and changing the water in the flower vase, the other rose had already withered, no longer as bri

uddenly felt a kind of loneliness, speechless; she missed him so much, she

he dialed the number sh

er side, his voice was magnet

to hold the phone; her voic

sk when you'll return. I will

s in the company. If you're tired, go to sleep first." After he finished speaking, without waiting

her lips slightly, finally swallow

aned on the table, stupidly staring into the distance; since when would she have

ing, the man is tall and handsome, and the girl is small and beautiful; the man

ic voice could be heard clearly, the eyes that were already tense w

ght. I miss you." She rubbed his hand with her face, and the man's eyes darkened

ited that night, her husband, To

use. A man came out from inside; his clothes were a little wrinkled

he sofa, his face was a little dark, but he still step

opened the drawer to take

od one, and she did not make him love her. Before, he liked her, and he also needed a wife. He didn't want an unclean girl, so he married her. Two year

still couldn't decide. Sitting at the side of the bed, his hand gently

her eyes, a little bewildered, out o

en a lot; he pulls his hand out and stands up; th

, he saw a large table full of cold food and a cake on the table. Suddenl

to tell him this. Yest

again. Demi Moore was still fast asleep, but looking at the dark

gently patting her face, still the same pure Terri fa

He let go of her hand, looked at her f

e; she patted her face, looked at the clothes next to her, onl

the head of the bed, her eyes showed a faint loss of loss. In the living room, there was still the cake and fo

nd salty? She turned her head, and no one

e president's office, Thomas Anderson took the signed doc

holic like you so dumbfounded?" He dropped the document, his hands resting on

adjusted his mind a little, and finally ret

became severe; although he was a longtime friend, he still couldn't accept that go

aid his words from the bottom of his heart, and there will be

his head, just concentrating on the documents in his hand. Thomas And

em will increase more and more. He sighed; everyo

, Tom Hulce Tom stopped his

ke, order me t

her a large bouquet of red roses, and the two

pen, turned her head, and s

and before she could get close, a large bou

ently blinked her eyes, see

Tom Hulce Tom gently patted her head. "I was so sor

re enough, Secretary Locke has an excellent eye, and she

day's wait had worn her out, the surprise he brought today had brought her ba

her back; although he said comforting words in his mouth, his

her face, turned away, and Demi Moore still clutch

d smile, and slightly raised his lips as