She had never thought that she would sleep with her former adversary, but it turned out to be a fantastic match for both of them. However, when they got married, his apathy finally enraged her, and she yelled, "you damn bastard!"

Mr. Waltson, Refrain Yourself!

Belle Enderson said: "Marrying Wills Waltson is not a big deal. Your clothing cost less than $3000."


"Wearing a full set of street clothes and flaunting off, it's extremely awful," Belle Enderson said again.


Luna pursed her lips and said, "Do you still have the face to mock others after you've relied on selling your bag to survive? If I were you, I would prefer not to speak with my tail between my legs right now."


"You …" Belle Enderson's fist was clenched, her face oscillating between Greenwich and purple.


"Even if I sold my bag for a living, you wouldn't have to pay a dime."


Chapter ４０１