Happy Mommy Happy Daddy

Chapter 5

Chapter 5 Do You Know What True Bullying Is? 

Samir opened the door with a grumpy face. The room was reeking of alcohol. On the coffee table, there were several bottles of wine that he had collected for many years. Each worth millions. At this moment, the bottles of wine were completely empty.

A certain woman was lying on the sofa, her cheeks flushed as she scolded a man. Occasionally, she would mention the name, Mr. Rowan,

It was a mess.

The man’s face had a trace of displeasure.

She had just gotten a marriage certificate with him, and she was already revealing her true colors? Hearing the noise coming from the door, Alora burped and turned around, “Who are you?”

she saw a person coming in from the door, she stood

him

high nose, thin lips, and sharp eyebrows. His lines

drink…” Her body was so soft that she couldn’t stand steadily after being held by him. “Truett, I miss you so much.” She threw herself at him and wrapped her arms around his waist. “Truett, don’t blame me for being dirty, okay? I didn’t mean to…” she cried softly, her face flushed like a girl who had just fallen in love. The woman’s tears, through the thin fabric of her shirt, dampened his strong waist. Samir frowned, his face gloomier than the rainy weather. He lowered his

his hand and picked up the woman.

bathtub upstairs, there was hot water prepared by

was so cold that

“Splash!”

unconscious Alora was directly thrown

touch him, not even his sister. But today, being hugged by Alora, this little drunkard, he did not feel disgusted at all. He even felt a little… enjoyment. “It’s so cold…” In the bathtub, the woman curled up. She drank too much strong liquor, and the cold water not only did not wake her up, but it made her even more unbridled. “Truett.” Alora lay weakly in the bathtub and called out Truett’s name in a delicate voice. I’m so cold.” She reached out and grabbed Samir’s trousers. “Can you hug me?” The woman’s eyes were blurred and her face was flushed. She looked at him like a spoiled child. “Can you carry me out? I’m so cold…” Her ending tone was like a touch of chocolate as it streaked across Samir’s heart. It had been a long time since he had felt this way. He had to admit that she was very different. However, she was still calling out to that man called Truett. “Who am I?” asked the man as he squatted down and held her

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