"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

Scarlett stuck out her tongue and said, "I'm just like this. Fortunately, you are just an ordinary wealthy man. If you are also a descendant of a noble family, I would feel bored."


He put down the cup, wiped the corners of his mouth, lowered his eyes, and asked profoundly.


"Have you seen the dramas? The servants will pass something to you with a silver tray. And the butler will wear a wig and look like a gentleman."


"I don't watch these boring things. You haven't answered my question."


He didn't understand what was so boring.


Enjoying the top service wasn't the pursuit of every woman? Or was the cat he raised so special?


"It feels great to watch in the drama. However, when I think of a bunch of people wearing bright and beautiful clothes, I will have a headache."


Scarlett's words made Mike frown, and then she laughed dryly.


Mike's Ancestors