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?”

Turner touched Eva Grant’s fair and tender cheek and said, “She’s just a secretary. I don’t know why always

he held the cup of water, not noticing that the cup of water was about to spill out. He did not even

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 I’m afraid something might have happened to

dark as if he

up, albeit slowly, and walked out

opened as Calvin Gilbert drove in, rustling the parasol trees on

open the car door for Serenity. He carefully watched her get out of the

Her feet and stomach hurt. Pain and suffering were her current

eyes lit up as he rubbed 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 taking advantage

her. “I don’t dare to carry you on my back. If your parents see us like that and

something wrong with his logic. Was she that unattractive for him to be so

knows how infamous you are, Mr. Gilbert. But no matter who 1 marry,

chatted as they walked. “Are you afraid that I will neglect you? Or are you afraid