Mr. & Mrs.

Hearing what he said, the tears in Maisy's eyes slid down the corners of her eyes. She was totally disappointed in him, "Alex, believe it or not, I had never forced Grandpa to let you marry me. Remember and never regret what you said today."

Just when Maisy got out of the car, she saw a red Porsche stopping in front of her and a glamorous woman getting out of the car.

The coquettish woman got directly into Alex's car.

Upon seeing this, Maisy stood there desperately. Within a short while, the woman's sound and the man's heavy breathing were heard from the black Bentley. The car body shook violently.

Maisy's face was pale to the extreme. Her slender body seemed to be about to fall down like autumn leaves.

At this time, a jewel-black Rolls-Royce drove past her. But only after a while, the Rolls-Royce came back and stopped beside her. The handsome man in the car was exactly Austin.

eyes. The ambiguous gasps in the car clearly passed into his ears. As a man, he naturally knew what was going on inside

the trembling Maisy. He pushed the car

sense. Her tearful eyes stared at Austin in the car without focus. Her slender fingers pointed at the shaking Bentley. She almost cried

her to finish her words. He frowned and stretched out to pull Maisy into

Maisy stared at Austin

expressionlessly. His narrow eyes

want to get off the car. I don't need your kindness. You men

she said, Austin’s eyes darkened. He suddenly stepped on the brakes. His indifferent gaze was sharp. His thin lips pressed lightly, "Say what you just

his expression was cold and hostile, which