After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 775

Isla’s face turned even redder at the words, "Shut up!"

If she had known earlier that this man was not really a top guy in the bar, she wouldn't have picked him!

During that time, she went to the bar to get drunk in order to get over her unrequited love for Franklin. She wanted to just give herself away, so she had a one-night stand.

She randomly picked the most handsome guy in a bar and ended up unintentionally provoking the wrong man.

Soren had been busy with training lately and was fully occupied.

He didn't expect to run into her at MI6.

"Who allowed you to sneak away and even dared to humiliate me by leaving behind a hundred dollars? My net worth is in the billions. You slept with me, so you must take responsibility.”

Soren squinted his eyes and stared at Isla.

Isla was so angry that she covered his mouth directly and said, “Stop talking... Don't say it again!"

It's like trying to get ivory out of a dog's mouth, this man just can't stop talking.

Here is MI6. If her colleagues hear this, she will be embarrassed.

She was already blushing with embarrassment, and now Soren's teasing made her even more red-faced.

Sweat beads glisten on the nose, making it look particularly delicate and charming.

She almost lost all strength and was about to collapse.

Isla wanted to escape, but the next second she was lifted up by Soren, a tall and sturdy man who grabbed her in front of him.

Then... he strode towards the room arranged for him by MI6.

The man kicked open the door of the room, making a loud bang sound. Isla hadn't even had time to react before the man threw her onto the bed. As she struggled to get up, she saw Soren lock the door without hesitation.

There was a man's jersey hanging above the cabinet on top of her head.

Isla was so angry that she didn't know what to say. She seemed to have

down in front, lifting Isla up and letting

an accident. I had no idea you weren't just a regular guy at the bar, and I don't usually watch basketball games. I had no clue you were a

the man's behavior, but he seemed completely oblivious. "You smell amazing,” Soren buried his nose in her neck and

sweaty. You should take a shower first, and I'll wait for you here," Isla

was off but also uncomfortable with all the sweat on his

he came out again, there was no one in the room? Her scent still lingered in the

a friendly match against Club Ritter's professional basketball team had

only 17% of people supported MI6 while an overwhelming 83% supported Club

her attention back to the basketball court where players were sweating profusely during their intense training session. She couldn't help but feel nervous for them as it was

couldn't be lost

without warning and said, "The heat surrounding Ashlyn has been overshadowed by our

confidently, "And since MI6 is rarely seen by public eyes due to its secretive nature; people are naturally curious about them! They've successfully hyped

coldly. "Yes! They've managed to hype up this event beyond measure while

we know that the old lady is fake, we can't do

through his

won't lose!" Sylvia held his hand tightly, her eyes shining

the others were visibly exhausted from the intense workouts. Their bodies had become

treating everyone for dinner tonight,” Franklin announced in front of everyone. “Tomorrow is our official match day so

Franklin, I want barbecue!" Vaughn couldn't help but raise his

"l want sushi!"

meal to satisfy their cravings. In the end, they decided on going together towards a nearby barbecue restaurant

MI6 headquarters’ gate without any cars in tow - just walking around chatting -

towards several members of MI6 at an intersection! Vaughn immediately

pushed away one teammate beside him before quickly jumping aside himself with agility

into a flower

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some distance away from him when he got hit unexpectedly like

was injured badly: "Master...

hard not show how much pain he felt in his hand while speaking those words aloud for all present there

touched his arm then examined it closely: “Minor fracture; you

news: "What should we do? The