Marry My Ex's Sworn Enemy

Chapter 183 Stingy

"What do you mean? I shouldn't come over specially for my apron?"

Henry stared at Sonya. He felt that she was being unreasonable.

Sonya looked at Henry, obviously feeling that the reason he offered was ridiculous.

They looked at each other, remaining silent. At this moment,

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Milton said, "Sonya, I'm hungry."

Sonya pointed at the restaurant, letting him go over and sit down. Then, she said to Calvin, "Is the pasta ready?"

"Do the clothes I bought him fit?"

"The pants are a bit long."

"Need an exchange?"

"No, the tailor shop can take care of that."

"The pasta is ready. Come and have some."

"OK."

They began to chat right in front of Henry, seeming in perfect harmony.

Henry's face turned darker and darker and his teeth clenched tighter and tighter. Just when Sonya thought he was about to go angry, he suddenly strode past her and went upstairs.

Sonya only came back to her senses when he went upstairs and

"Hey, what were you doing here? This is my house!" disappeared in the corridor.

was locked.

She hurriedly caught up. Just as she reached the second floor, she heard the sound of the door slamming shut. Henry entered the master bedroom. She ran to the master bedroom, intending to push the door, only to realize that the door "Henry, open the door!"

This was her home and her room. How could he be SO free here? He even locked her outside.

She called out to him twice but he did not reply. However, she could hear some trivial sounds when she listened carefully. She pressed her ear against the door and listened carefully, and then heard a loud bang, like the sound of a door closing. She suddenly remembered the wardrobe. Did he hide in there again?

What did he want to do? Did he have to torture himself like this over and over again?

Sonya couldn't help but knock on the door a few more times, with her mind filled with the desperate and fearful look he had that night.

"Henry, open the door, or else I will go get the key to open it myself."

When she said this, she had turned around, planning to go downstairs to get the key.

But the door suddenly opened from inside, and Henry walked out with a dark face.

"Why did you enter my room?"

frowned, "To

"What?"

need to

"This is my

take something from

should

have the right

right?"

should I

rather die than speak,

see his hands in his pocket. It seemed that he was clutching something because his

chased after him, grabbed him, and asked

and pointed at Calvin, saying, "I told you. I came here to get

Sonya was speechless.

to the kitchen and

me back my

Henry was stingy. Henry was the heir to the

after

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anyway. He quickly took it off

he shook it a few times, as if shaking off some

towards Calvin, Calvin clenched

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dining table, and carefully folded it. When he found that Milton was sitting next to him and looking at him in puzzlement, he rolled his eyes, "Focus on eating. You are too

by his gloomy face. He trembled a bit, and his

house," Sonya said angrily. Henry specifically turned

remembered something

please return my house key to

while, and then he sneered, taking a bunch of keys out

"Is it okay?"

face sank slightly, "I

his eyes a few times, "As you

password. Please don't come

again

in the

future."

saying that, he walked out with

out a small white medicine bottle from his pocket, which he found in the wardrobe,

stay at home. For him, that was the safest place. But that place

lowered his head and gave a bitter smile. Then he took one last look at the

as he drove out of

has already left the set. She didn't bring any staff with her and went out alone by car. I followed her as you instructed.

"Yes."

the small medicine bottle, but then something crossed

him first. Then they couldn't blame

he came to the

of the car and took a glance at the amusement park. It was the weekend, so there were many people in the amusement park. Adults and children could be heard everywhere. They were all laughing. He then lowered his head, took out a cigarette, and lit it with a lighter.

in the crowd.

attentively watching the face of every person who passed by him.