Save Myself from Desperation by Cara Agnes

Chapter 187

Ashley was stunned. She thought for a while and asked in surprise, “Did Valentin come to Manditus? When did he come? How did you know?”

Andrew replied casually, “He had me watched, and so did I.

“Moreover,” Andrew observed her expression, narrowed his eyes, and said, “You seem pleased to have Valentin here.”

He paused for a second and added, “But I’m dissatisfied with your pleasure.”

Ashley couldn’t refute for a moment.

“Don’t you want to divorce him?” Andrew stared at her all the time, observing her expression.

Ashley’s divorce had nothing to do with Andrew, but it occurred to her that she could make up an excuse to stop Andrew from pestering her.

She calmly cleared her throat and softly replied, “We’re not getting divorced. We have a great relationship. I’m married and have a family of my own, so stop acting out on me.”

Andrew was unpleased with Ashley’s words and looked extremely distressed. After a long time, he said, “I have no choice but to intervene in your relationship.”

Ashley choked on his words.

She couldn’t bear it anymore and cursed, “Get lost.”

But Andrew grinned and said with a frivolous smile, “I enjoy your cursing. Go ahead.”

Ashley was speechless.

found you’re out of

feel

You enjoy the abuse of others and even intervene in others’ lives. I have

words word by word and raised his brows flirtatiously. “You misunderstood me, Ashley. I only enjoy your abuse of me, not

others.”

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didn’t dispute Ashley’s remarks about

couldn’t accept Ashley

closer to her, forced a smile, and said meaningfully, “Why do you think I’m filthy? I haven’t gone too far with you since I brought you here.”

me here.” Ashley looked directly at

Andrew hooked around a strand of her hair and added ambiguously, “I want to meet you. Besides, you promised me personally before.”

into

what she promised

villa while cooks and servants prepared. lavish dinners in the

had dinner with Andrew for a long time, and she suddenly

it was getting

in the living room, playing with a lighter in his hands. His fingertips rubbed against the gear, making a slight sound, and the flame flickered on

from the lighter

Through the large floor-to-ceiling windows,

sea.