Come back to Me, My Ex-Wife

Twenty minutes later, Margery was stunned as she took the business license from Mr. Lau whose attitude changed from arrogant to humble.

Happiness came so suddenly that she was a little confused.

Not long ago, this little leader was so impatient that he wanted her to wait until the end of the world. It has not been long before he took the initiative to deliver what she needed. Someone must have helped her.

Thinking of this, Margery narrowed her charming eyes and asked tentatively, "Did Melvin, Mr. Collins call you?"

Ahem, what Melvin!

Mr. Lau almost shouted but remembered Golden's instructions before he left and could only swallow his pride and keep quiet.

Seeing the other party's constipated look, Margery immediately concluded that the person who helped her was no one but Melvin.

It could only be that guy who fooled around all the time and made others mad as soon as he spoke.

Margery gave a sympathetic look to Mr. Lau and slightly squeezed the business license in her hand, taking a load off her mind. She turned and walked away briskly.

In order to thank Melvin for helping her selflessly for so many years, she decided to treat him to dinner tonight.

*

At night, Margery and Melvin sat in an elegant and quiet restaurant.

Margery drank in a good mood at first and joked with Melvin.

But after drinking her fifth glass, she had a low mood and sighed while supporting her chin. There was vague uncertainty in her eyes. "Brother Melvin, after the hospital builds reputation, will Golden come to my small hospital for treatment?"

of alcohol from her hand and poured it for himself. He held his head up and drank more than half of it. Seeing how drunk and uncomfortable she was based on her frown, he shook his head in disappointment. "He'll definitely come! Don't worry! Leave it to me! If he doesn't come, I'll hold him at gunpoint and force him to come. Weren't you confident during the day? How come you are discouraged after a few

"I'm not discouraged!"

with his own hands. I can't control my hatred.

stopped in his tracks, as he was about to pick up vegetables, and felt pain and chills somewhere below his abdomen. He smacked his lips and said, "Don't! Control

a sip of dark beer. Her

wandered along the wide

was a weekend, so there were a lot of couples eating out

could not hold it, Margery took a

bustle on the first and second floors, this floor was terribly quiet. It was composed of private rooms, which were probably prepared for powerful

must be equipped with

room and glanced inside. When she saw no one in the room, she snuck in

inside; it was a tall man. His back faced her, and he was focusing on running water from the

shirt and dress pants, befitting his social class. His legs were long—very

kind of man who exuded elegance and grace even when

the man's back and posture were very much

you hurt me and killed Andrew. Won't you have a guilty

She swayed on her feet and pounced on him impulsively, intending to get revenge. "Son of a bitch, why are you so cruel to me? Go to

not control her strength the moment she pounced that she slipped and fell weakly

unexpectedly scratched the man's flat and lean

head slightly. When he saw that she was the woman he came across at noon who was so

was suddenly

was also slow and did not feel the cold air pressure. She sneered and swayed as she got up from the ground and

would not stop fooling

pulled up his pants with one hand

that there was something wrong with his eyes