My Wife Is A Masquerade Master
Chapter 96
Chapter 96
Two assumptions immediately flashed through Madison’s mind. Either Neville was drunk, or he was deliberately humiliating her
“Mr. Preston, you should save your cheap love for Miss Conner.”
woman
Neville curled his lips. This woman was still jealous of Alison at this time. Her father was right. She had been loving him for so long.
“Madison, there is no one else here. You don’t have to play hard to get with me anymore. Let’s be frank.”
Madison immediately felt a chill creeping into her spine. Neville’s brain was indeed not weird.
She felt disgusted that this gross man was filled with ridiculous confidence.
She placed her finger against his chest and gestured for him to keep a distance from her. “Mr. Preston, if I’ve made you misunderstand anything, I apologize. If your brain has been kicked, I suggest you look for Mr. Frost. He is not just a doctor. He is also a vet, treating animals.”
Neville’s expression instantly darkened. He even felt that he had been insulted.
He was putting down his pride and giving her a chance. He did not expect this woman to speak ill of him.
“So are you mad because I’ve seen through your thoughts?”
Madison could not be bothered with him anymore. She then turned her back to him and sorted out the old items on the wooden cabinet.
She looked down and saw the bank card Sapphire casually placed on the counter.
Ever since she earned her first pot of gold, she had started sending money to Sapphire. Over the years, she had also sent tens
of millions.
Sapphire had probably never checked the balance of the account before, which was why she placed it so casually.
She then opened the drawer and placed the card inside,
However, Neville reached out from under her arm to stop her from closing the drawer.
His chin rubbed against her neck, and his slightly intoxicated breath blew against her ear. “Is this you when you were young?”
Neville’s sinewy fingers pressing on
very much. Despite
every year before Madison returned to the Guzman
of Madison in those photos. She
“Neville, don’t move!”
already pulled the photo album out
also long, so he immediately raised the photo album high in the air. No matter how hard Madison tried,
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out that you were so annoying when you
the photo album. She could only beat Neville’s chest in exasperation.
not a threat to him
hands and flipped through the photo album. When he reached the
Madison. Specifically, it
faded to black and white. No matter how he looked
he hated Madison at that time. He felt that such a materialistic and scheming woman not worthy of attending the wedding, so he asked his assistant to send a photo to
that he saw this photo, he immediately
Madison suddenly bent her
was
bent over in pain. She took the opportunity to s n a t c h the photo alburn and quickly threw it into the drawer before locking
his body. His handsome face instantly flushed red, as if he was in extreme
this moment, there was a knock on the door. Madison immediately “ed out
that you and Mr. Preston wouldn’t
Madison realize a problem. Sapphire treated her and Neville as a couple. It seemed that she wanted them not only
I’ll sleep with you
immediately rebuked, “You and Mr. Preson are already married. How can you sleep with
I just miss you. I want
whenever we want, but a couple has
said, “He doesn’t care about sleeping alone for
Preston doesn’t care because he has you in his heart, but you can’t act willfully just because he dotes on you. You’re a good girl. Don’t be
only carry the blanket back to
bent. It seemed that he had not recovered
the cup at him angrily. “It’s all your fault. I’ll sleep on the bed tonight,
down!”
slightly h o a r s e
About My Wife Is A Masquerade Master - Chapter 96
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