Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 537

Seeing Finley walking forward without looking back, Michelle felt cold all over.

The gold chain around her neck was torn off by Finley, hurting her skin with sharp pains.

Only then did Michelle realize the fact that the tall, handsome and rich man in front of her was a ruthless beast.

Probably the only person in this world who can control this beast is Sofia.

She also imagined that she became Mrs. Stwart, but it turned out that she was just a tool used by others to adjust the relationship between husband and wife.

Justin walked in front of Michelle, “Miss Michelle, give me your account number and tell me the amount.”

Michelle’s eyes were stained with tears, and she cried angrily, but she still gritted her teeth, opened her phone and turned to her bank card account, raised her phone and almost poked Justin in front of her eyes.

“This is it, but then again, if I am not satisfied with the labor fee, you will bear the consequences.”

Justin smiled softly, “Miss Michelle, don’t worry, the CEO has never treated any woman badly when it comes to money.”

Finley got into his low–key luxury Rolls–Royce and Justin got into the driver’s seat.

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is Mr. Stwart

back on the seat,

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and his heart was completely riddled with

truths were revealed step by step. At that time, Finley swore that he would never hurt her again in this life.

point. They have not even been married for a long time, and they have been defeated by the cruel reality before realizing the sweetness of marriage between husband

and wife.

few

past. The current Sofia is full of guard and doubts about him, but this

cannot love him, she can hate him, but she can’t act like he is blind, flirting with other men

Stwart, where are you

man in the seat

a word, “Go back to Seashore

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to Seashore Villa, where you can relive the wonderful moments with

and it was like a curse for

to solve the marriage problem with Sofia in these short thirty days. If he was asked to let go, there was no

rang, just in time for the traffic light, Xiang held the steering wheel steady, picked up the cell phone and answered the call, it was someone from

of Mr. Stwart’s apartment in Paris. There is a surveillance video that we hope Mr.