My Three Darlings by Anonymous

Chapter 63

Chapter 63

Demarion rolled his eyes and looked at his father confidently. “I didn’t mean to damage your reputation!” “This is the truth!” Braint nodded faintly at the side. “It’s the truth.” Beau: “…” Did these two brats just look down on their father’s level of courting girls? The man walked over haughtily and leaned elegantly against the sofa, his arms lazily resting on the backrest. “I don’t have any love rivals.” “I didn’t have any before, and I won’t have any in the future.” Demarion and Briant looked at each other, and the two cute babies did not speak tacitly. At this moment, Beau’s phone rang.

The call was from Owen. “I heard that you have a love rival?” “Hahaha, I’m so happy! I’m so happy!” “Beau of the Valentine family, who is the least good at coaxing women, has already had a love rival since he got married more than a month ago!” “I’m going to have a bet with them, on whether you will be abandoned or not, haha…!” Beau: “…”

until Owen stopped laughing at him on the other side. Then he slightly curled his lips and sneered. “I’ll bet with you.” “If I’m not divorced, I’ll raze your dilapidated clinic to the ground, okay?” Owen: “…” After a while, he said weakly, “Beau, it’s just a joke. You don’t have to be so angry?” “You dare not?” Beau’s voice was still calm and indifferent. “Then remember.” “Eliza and I will not divorce.” “Unless I’m dead.”

After a while, Owen took a deep breath and said, “Beau, have

thought that Beau would never fall in love with another woman. Unexpectedly, it only took

the Braint and Demarion coldly. “Where is my love rival?” Demarion timidly handed the pink card to Beau. “The love rival that we talked about… is this girl’s father…” Beau narrowed his eyes and looked at the crooked words on the card. Although his handwriting was a little ugly, he could still tell that it was a girl’s handwriting The girl named Lilliana appeared in front of him. She wore a little skirt and looked like a little princess, cute and confused. If it wasn’t for her, he wouldn’t have dragged Eliza so impulsively to make a daughter… The man curled his lips lightly and put the card in the palm of his hand, “They still pose no threat to me.” After that, he went upstairs. Demarion was stunned. “Daddy, that card…” Demarion quickly pulled him back and shook his head at him. When Beau’s figure disappeared from their sight, Braint frowned faintly. “Looking at daddy’s reaction, he already

one!”

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