Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Angie said justly, "I just want to scold someone. It's my right. Life sucks, can't I even go crazy online?"

"Since you can scold others, others can scold you back too. And stop telling me about these things, I'm not interested at all. This thing with Rebecca is troubling me enough, so can you please get your priorities straight? Why are you acting like nothing has happened?"

Aurora was beyond frustrated. Angie was still occupied with her stupid novels when something so major had happened. Only fools take those novels that dumb authors write as reality.

Angie was a fool indeed, unable to discern what was truly important and distinguish between reality and fiction.

Since birds of a feather flock together, those who mixed with Angie and made the same comments as her were all crazy and indecent people! Such people looked at the world through filthy lenses and saw filth in everything. They despised the story they were obsessed with following, and clearly had a problem.

Aurora wished Angie would drop dead right now. A fool like her might just accidentally expose their secret.

This alliance with Angie was but a temporary measure. Aurora would eventually kick Angie aside and not waste her time with someone like her anymore.

Angie said, "Aurora, isn't that

dead and buried, what was

she suspects us. You, on the other hand, fooled around with another man right after the funeral. Had I not bailed you out, you'd still be at the police station now. Is this the kind of chaste and pure behavior you constantly speak of? Your private life is in a mess, can you

said online was none of Aurora's business, but a fool like Angie was bound to drag her down. She had to deal with Angie

wouldn't be able to find evidence if there's any in the first place. Do you really think they'll dig up the grave and

was also

a novel. It wasn't a big deal at all. Aurora really knew how to blow

swny

too, and both of them were harboring a

with Angie's indifference

your voice down when you're reading your novels. You read with your eyes, not your mouth. It's getting late and I'm tired.

and venting her frustrations over it, yet being indifferent about killing someone in