Mi esposo, un bello durmiente By Lyanna Nichols Capítulo 49 Date una bofetada

¡ No la conozco ! ”

Iván gritó . Estaba en pánico porque no esperaba que Alston notara a esa mujer . _ _

Recordó que Alston acababa de subir las escaleras con Buck . ¿ Cómo podía Alston ver a esa mujer ?

Iván miró furtivamente , pero se encontró con la mirada inexpresiva de Cynthia y se detuvo .

¡ Debe ser Cinthia ! ¡ Debe ser Cynthia quien lo encontró !

¡ Maldita sea !

Un odio intenso brotó de los ojos de Iván , pero desapareció por un instante . Rezó para que no lo vigilaran

al hablar con esa mujer .

Pero no sucedió . _ Iván y esa mujer fueron atrapados con las manos en la masa mientras hablaban , y sus miradas y acciones

estaban claros .

“Is there anything else you want to say?” Alston looked at him coldly and said, “If you still want to quibble, I

will ask a lip linguist to come over.”

Ivan lowered his head and couldn’t say a word anymore

¡ Dime cómo resolver este problema ! _ Alston se volvió hacia Clare .

Clare se convirtió en el centro de atención y él se sintió muy avergonzado . Su rostro se sonrojó y dijo : “ Iván es joven . _

Por favor, perdone su impetuosidad .

“Uncle Clare!” Alston interrupted him relentlessly with a cold voice. “Cynthia is my wife, and she is younger than Ivan. Did he have any worries before humiliating Cynthia? If you don’t punish him, he will do the same vicious thing again and get us into trouble. I think it won’t be good for us.”

Alston’s words placed Clare in a dilemma. He couldn’t help frowning, and his face darkened. “What do you

want to do?” he asked.

Clare’s words were what Alston wanted him to say. Alston turned and pointed to the slapping print on Dave’s face. “Dave has slapped himself for expressing his apology. Since Ivan is the instigator…” he said.

Hearing what Alston said, Ivan got a bad feeling.

Then Alston’s cold voice rose.

slap yourself eight times, and we will count. After

head, and his reddened

attempted to assault Cynthia, but no one saw his

in a box.

a sí mismo , lo

was even angrier. He slammed the ornaments on the table to the ground, and his face flushed with anger. “Alston, you’d better think

front of others?”

laughed, “He didn’t regard Cynthia as his cousin’s wife. He didn’t respect me at all. Why should

when he heard it, “Yes,

realized they were in a

Alston impatiently

Cynthia comb her hair.

for? Don’t waste our

also said, “Millions of dollars per minute. If you waste our

fist tightly, and he knew he had no choice. He

himself.

“One!”

Alston counted a number indifferently. “Are

almost rushed up but was stopped by

and Cynthia viciously and continued to slap. Alston

his precious arrogance and cruelty has been

made him look unfathomable.

frowned, and she felt Ivan’s strange emotions. She

didn’t care. After counting to “eight“,

he had taken revenge. “I’m not lying. Ivan is the real b*stard. From now on, he is my enemy. I will

then, there was a commotion from the

was pushed out from the crowd. She didn’t expect she

and quivered with fear.

He told me he would

I……*

darkened, the woman became more

she could become Ivan’s girlfriend, it would put her over the top, so she agreed to Ivan’s promise

so much to happen later, and her deal with Ivan was exposed directly.

only sacrificial lamb..

up and saw Cynthia standing quietly behind Alston. Suddenly, her eyes lit

soft

much. If Cynthia forgave her, Alston would let go

almost kneeling on the ground, and held Cynthia’s legs with

arms.

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