Ten million

Ms. Scott used to have a terrible reputation, and nobody wanted to marry her. She had no choice but to find herself a temporary husband.

They agreed this was only an act, but why did this man follow her around all day long?

"Honey, it's too cold tonight. I want to hold you while we sleep..."

After getting married, Ms. Scott was no longer bullied. In fact, the tables had turned. Those who bullied her had no choice but to apologize to her for what they did in the past.

Just as she sighed in relief and was prepared to get a divorce, he pulled her into his arms. "Honey, who else bullied you in the past? I'll deal with them. You can do whatever you want. I'll always support you. Don't worry.

"Hmm. I guess the divorce isn't going to work out.

There was also a child who wrapped his arms around her legs and called her Mommy.

Could anybody tell her when she gave birth to a child?

My Temporary Husband is Too Proud!

Cecelia Anderson poured a cup of tea for Tariq Lane and handed it to him: "This is the only kind of coarse tea we have at home. I know you, Mr. Lane, are quite particular. Please bear with it."


After that, she went to the balcony to make a phone call. She talked with the person on the other side for a while before hanging up.


She invited Kejuan Cook to come over for dinner, and he agreed.


There was only so much space in the small two-bedroom apartment with a tiny balcony. Tariq, of course, heard Cecelia's conversation with Kejuan.


An inexplicable anger welled up in his chest, making him want to tear apart Cecelia's dazzling smile.


As Cecelia finished her call and turned around, she found Tariq silently standing right behind her.


He looked sullen, and it was hard to know what he was thinking.


"How far have you gone with that little white-face named Kejuan?" Tariq grabbed her wrist and asked sternly.


Chapter 583: Driving Her and the Child Out of the House (5)_1