Chapter 449 Mr. Hobson Is Jealous

In particular, Sherlyn said that there was a red mark on Pamela’s wrist.

But Ronian was the person in power, Pamela’s son. How could he abuse his mother?

There must be something wrong.

Viola accepted Ormand’s feeding and asked him, “Ronian is the deputy director of the National Bureau of Investigation, right? How much do you know about him?”

Ormand stopped feeding the soup. His handsome face was cold and there was a hint of unhappiness in his eyes.

“Why did you suddenly ask about him? Are you attracted by his face when you saw him last night at the banquet?”

His tone sounded unhappy.

He remembered that Jerry looked very similar to Ronian, but the aura and the color of their eyes were different.

Viola was speechless.

She patted his forehead, saying, “What are you thinking about? Are you jealous again?”

Ormand didn’t answer, his face full of anger. Obviously, he didn’t feel better.

Viola sighed and explained seriously, “I am worried about Sherlyn’s situation, so I want to ask you. something about him. I have you and the babies, so how can I fall in love with other men?”

These words sounded a lot more comfortable, and Ormand looked better.

“Ronian is sly and cunning. He has a lot of thoughts and is good at going against the rules secretly. I have known him for so many years. He is a person who values benefits more than anything else, including rationality, family, and love.”

“In that case, if Pamela were to affect his interests, he would harm her.” Viola understood.

“Well… I can’t say for sure. After all, Pamela is his mother. Maybe he won’t abuse her,” Ormand said after a moment of thought.

But Viola was still worried about Sherlyn. “I hope Sherlyn can get through the return banquet and get back her noble identity. After that, she will get married to Russell early.”

Ormand put down the soup, put his arms around her waist, and put his head on her stomach.

“Instead of worrying about other people’s marriage, why don’t you think about our wedding?”

“Well… Right now, the babies are only a little over a month old. It won’t be too late to hold a wedding when they grow older.”

When it came to the kids, Ormand couldn’t say much. Otherwise, Viola would think he didn’t care about the kids again.

He wantonly rubbed against her belly and continued to persuade her, “We can postpone the wedding, but why don’t we go abroad for a honeymoon?”

for Aracely to take care of two babies alone. When the baby

time

but

all, Viola’s mahogany ruler was still placed in the drawer of the bedside table, and other tools for punishment were placed

stressed when thinking

short

entrusted to her last night. She quickly called Russell and told him everything

secret of the Felton family is

the other side of the line, Russell was silent for a long time before he said

I understand. I will investigate

you plan to go to the Felton family for the engagement? I will arrange the schedule in advance and go with

and said, “I will

“Alright.”

during the time before

Group, Viola was usually

two

that they were all pretty good–looking, Viola planned to personally go

know it, or he would be jealous and take her home on

asked Ormand to stay in Viorin and take care of the babies with

drove to the Angle

standing in three rows

all a group of young and handsome

finally focused on a

and perfect facial features. With just one glance, one couldn’t

blessed by having such an amazing face, and he was potential in

asked, “What is your

Ms. McGraw. I’m Brogan Hampton,” the young man said with

your

dancing for seven

take a

and the

the state. His movements were powerful, and when it

the dance room was admiring

half of the melody was ordinary, but

very powerful crotch movement, he picked up the white shirt with

that everyone

fast. She didn’t expect him to dance in such a sexy manner. If this continued, it

was about to stop Brogan, the door of the dance

saw

he ordered the staff

music stopped and Brogan also stopped dancing. Soon, he

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