Chapter 293: Do You Love Me? 2

The familiar and clean scent like sunlight mingled with the alcohol on Grace Gordon's body... creating an ambiguous aroma.

Stanhope Brown rested one hand on the sofa and the other on the outside of Grace's thigh, almost wrapping her entire body within his arms.

Grace didn't resist or shrink back... she just kept smiling at Stanhope.

His eyes were like limpid pools: "Are you kidding, people just got to know you, and you want a divorce? Wouldn't that be telling everyone that Mr. President has been abandoned?"

"You can say... it's you who wants a divorce!"

Stanhope had also drunk some wine tonight, the alcohol seemed to provoke him... he raised his eyes to look at Grace, his deep gaze almost pulling her in, his voice was full of magnetism: "A President abandoning his legal wife?"