"I want a divorce!"
"You're pregnant and want a divorce? No way!"
A month later, she handed over the medical record about her irregular menses.
"No pregnancy means we are not working hard enough. Want to divorce? No way!"
After ten months of pregnancy, she gave birth to a cute, sweet, and chubby son.
"Not a daughter? You want to divorce? No way!"
"Why is it so difficult to divorce?" Her grief seemed to be beyond tears. "What exactly do you want?"
Who would have thought that Mike Abraham, who was cold-blooded and ruthless, would be so crazy when he doted on a woman?

Pampered by the Demon

"What do you mean?" Scarlett subconsciously picked up a knife.


It was because she couldn't help thinking ill of Mike when she saw his expression. After all, she had been his wife for two months. Under his influence, she was no longer innocent.


Mike's lips twitched. He was very unhappy that she defended herself against him in such a way.


He easily grabbed the knife from her hand. He bent down and forced her to lie on the mat.


He was close to her, his legs against hers, and looked down at her.


"You're thinking too much. Look at your bad figure, not attractive at all. You're not worth three million."


He nipped at her chin and looked away. He seemed not interested in her indeed.


Mike stood up casually and clapped his hands in disgust.


Scarlett sighed with relief, but she was not pleased with his words.


"I'm not as hot as your ex-girlfriends, but at least my breast size is B cup." She lowered her head and muttered.


Besides, he had enjoyed her boobs before they got divorced...


Work for Mike