Love After a Steamy Affair

Chapter 143: Even if I Have to Get Married, I Wouldn’t Marry You

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The night was cool yet hazy as the neon lights lit up Andalas.

In the living room of the Rivers residence, Selena and Helena Turner were playing with Eva Grant. Eva was almost two years old and could already speak a few simple words. Although they usually came out more like babbles, one could still understand her if one listened carefully.

John sat on the single-seater sofa with a cup of tea in his hands, watching the television absentmindedly while occasionally glancing at the entrance. The laughter entering his ears could not calm the restlessness in his heart.

Selena fed Eva Grant a few broken pieces of biscuits and looked up at John. She saw him staring at the entrance in a daze. Selena looked out the window and noticed that the sky was already dark.

Then, she turned to the clock on the wall and saw that it was already nine o’clock. “Why isn’t Serene back yet?”

and tender cheek and said, “She’s just a secretary. I don’t know

cup of water was about to spill out. He did not even hear the conversation between

the house landline but no one picked up. After hanging up the phone with slight disappointment, she took the cup from John’s hand and placed it on the coffee table. “No one picked up Serene’s phone and

at her blankly. His eyes were dark as if he was asking her what she

repeated herself and he finally stood up, albeit slowly,

Gilbert drove in, rustling the parasol trees on

He carefully watched her get out of the car

and stomach hurt. Pain and suffering were her

his chin and said, “Then I’ll suffer a loss since 1 let you take advantage

know whether to laugh or cry. Wasn’t he the one

dare to carry you on my back. If your parents see us like that and insist that 1 take responsibility for it, wouldn’t I lose more

logic. Was she that unattractive for him to be

are, Mr. Gilbert. But no matter who 1 marry, I won’t marry you, lest 1 have to divorce

that I will neglect you? Or are you afraid of staying alone in