Mr. & Mrs.

Hearing this, Alex’s stern eyes fell on her face. But he only hesitated for half a second, "Yes."

Yes! Maisy's face was pale. For a moment, she wanted to cry hysterically.

She clenched her hands. Looking at him coldly, she asked angrily, "Why? Why did you do that?"

"Why?" Alex glared at her, "You don’t know the reasons? Do you dare to ask why? If it weren't for that you want to be my wife, how could Scarlett be so wronged? I don't know what methods you used to let my Grandpa force me to marry you. But in my heart, I never regarded you as my wife. In my eyes, only Scarlett is my wife, and only she is qualified. "

"I forced you?" Maisy looked at him with a sneer, "Alex, it’s you who asked me to marry you. But now you actually said that I forced you? He-he...I am indeed not qualified. There is a difference between me and scumbags. How can I be qualified to be the wife of a scumbag?"

"You..." Alex stared at her with an angry face, clenching his hands so tightly.

clenched into fists. She said angrily, "Am I wrong? Alex, you harm me like that. Are you still a human being? Do

all you asked for. You

that she deserved it. The hatred in her

became cold. She raised her hand and

was turned to one side by Maisy’s

that Maisy would hit him, so

Maisy in disbelief, and roared, "Do you dare

took a step forward, reaching out to

Alex, her eyes full of hatred. She was not afraid of death and said angrily, "You dare to set me up and ruin me, why don't I dare to punch you? Not only punch you,

talking about divorce, Alex was slightly stunned, as if

her contemptuously. He said with a mocking tone, "Maisy, you are not qualified to say divorce. You want to get half of my Hussain Family’s property after divorce? You wish! I won’t let you take away any penny from Hussain Family. You married me just for money, didn’t