LonelyDreamSeeker

People were jealous of her. An orphan married into a wealthy family and had a handsome, gentle, and wealthy husband.
Little did they know, they slept in the same bed but had different dreams, and seldom communicated.
People think his husband is perfect, but only she knows that he calls out other women's names in his dreams.
Even though she gave birth to twins, she didn't touch him.
So she filed for divorce.
Finding his wife abandoning her children and property just to be separated from him, he suddenly felt anxious.
When he returned home, he found only the hungry children waiting to be fed, and the bed was also so cold. A luxurious villa without a wife is just a pile of steel and concrete. He suddenly realized that he had already fallen in love with her, but she had become his unattainable heiress.
She said, "Sir, you have to queue up to chase me. You'd better go back and take care of your children."
He held his two children and smiled, "The children are too young to live without their mother. Let's give them back to you."
When the servant brought the children's luggage into the house, he emerged from a huge cardboard box and said, "I am the children's doll, and you can also think of me as an intelligent robot - with a complimentary warm bed service."
"..."

CEO Daddy Begs Mommy for Remarriage

He leaned down to kiss her, no, to bite her.


"Ah!" Mu Wanqing shuddered in pain, struggling while her hands scrambled about, grabbing whatever was on the low table beside the sofa. Without caring what it was, she snatched it up and smashed it against the man's head—


Wen Zhan grunted, his frenzied movements suddenly freezing, then he quickly covered his head.


Feeling moisture between his fingers, he looked at his hand and saw the shocking sight of fresh blood.


Mu Wanqing also saw the blood on his forehead and was frightened, shrinking back as she explained, "I... I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, you forced me..."


She was still holding the "weapon" in her hand—a square metal pen holder.


The pen holder wasn't heavy, but her frantic strength and the metal's hardness were enough to break his skin.


Wen Zhan's eyes were dark with menace; clearly, he hadn't expected her to strike him so fiercely!


Chapter 158: Have They All Remained Chaste for a Wild Man?