Chapter 913 I Am Your Wife

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“Old Mr. Quillen, I don’t mean his character.” Alfred rolled up his sleeves.

“Oh?” Terence gradually composed himself, no longer appearing intoxicated. “You mean his abilities?”

“Yes,” Alfred finally expressed. “Each time I meet him, his skills would improve significantly, which is quite unusual.”

“So, do you think he’s superior to you?” Terence asked with interest!

“I don’t know; perhaps he’s just a little more youthful,” Alfred replied modestly, then continued, “Old Mr. Quillen, do you suspect that he might be concealing something about his identity?”

not ordinary, as I’ve said before. As for his true identity, when the time comes, we will naturally find out. There’s no need to investigate further. I

secretly marveled at how the old master had

the other side, Emmanuel entered

as their residence in Yociam Residence, and even larger than some

take a shower first,”

thoughts. He felt like she had been carrying a heavy

the bathroom, Mackenzie undressed, and with her eyes closed, she let the

by the mist, seemed to emit a soft, radiant glow. Her gentle curves made her body look like the most perfect piece of art in the world. With the purity of her form, she exuded a sense of sanctity

away with water,

embraced her tightly in the sea, pressed his chest to hers on the shore, and kissed her. Although she hadn’t initiated those actions, they had undeniably happened. She didn’t know how to confess this to Emmanuel or whether she even needed to. She

traditional she was and how strict she was

almost an hour, and he wondered what his wife could possibly be doing in there. He knew Mackenzie had a cleanliness obsession, but she had never taken such a long time to shower in their

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