Love Me, Hate Me

at

family, which was located

us and a little dreamy big living room, a

o

Quentin Lance. They had

lplessness at the corn

the newspaper, her husband, Quentin

ppear in newspapers, magazines

already gotte

and withdrew her scattered eyes. A stream of cold liq

er, no matter how familiar it was for Eleonora, it

d away the tears at t

he hated women

ears, he would

't help straigh

oor o

e so quiet that she could hear

and arrogant but unusually cold face. There wa

ank a

uldn't help

in the past year, he was l

Eleonora would suffer psychological and physical pains. W

eel a chill rising from the

ck?" Eleonora

wned and di

buttoned his shirt. More than half of hi

still sitting on the sofa, with great dissatisf

nd timidly wen

lose to him, she had b

. She smelled the perfume that couldn't b

p and felt a stabbi

woman was just Eleonora's college classmate, and they had a good relationship.

Even Eleonora thought that Yvonne should be Que

y room, and the husband was havin

band's arms like a little bird. Their intimate photo

is, she would feel heartache and suffocate

o, but she had known her limitation. Th

e fired by him for his

or this marriage. Don't expect me to love you, and don't expect you to be my wif

that night was still like a deep scar engraved i

s wife, who was about to be fired at any time and

Eleonora's mind was

n always so a

nder around her body through th

n Eleonora were alw

lready covered her lips overbearingly. He greedily touch