chapter 823 Return

"Let me go!" She warned in a low voice, trying to get rid of him. "Mr. Smith, this is my place. Please show some respect to me."

Reggio didn't find the chip he wanted, his face looked more disapproving. Without a single word to explain, he shook off his hand and walked away in quick strides.

Not until she can take a deep breath, a tall and upright figure heaved into her sight.

August...

Her fingers cannot help trembling, and her legs were heavy. She straightened her back and went through the crowd, which is so tough.

Seeing the man who she yearned for day and night, she paused her steps suddenly. She started the scene in front of her, in disbelief.

She didn’t know when Currer walked to August, standing by his side. Her fair slim arm held his naturally, and her head even leaned on his shoulder.

This scene was dazzling to her. She balled her hand into a fist, with so much force that her fingernails even left some marks on her palm.

She shouted, and cried from the bottom of her heart. She wished that he would push Currer away.

Unfortunately, he did not.

August gently put the hair over her forehead aside, as he did this, he whispered something beside her ears. Then Currer chuckled girly and threw herself into his arms.

She took steps back. The table nearby supported her or she would fail.

the impulsiveness of questioning him and she

PANG!

ground. Everyone moved

much authority in Austos

and the bright red liquid spilled on her pure white dress. She raised her head to look at August subconsciously, trying to find anything, anything

Her cold gaze fell upon Currer and at the

out of her expectation. But she adjusted herself quickly and become more intimate

good idea. After taking a

see, Currer."

his arm intimately, the panic

was only smug in her eyes. It’s

that you would

clung to

Fiancé...

for one second, it was back to normal. Her gaze swept over August’s cold face, and slowly she opened her mouth. " Currer, you should be clear that August is

Her brows

more, misplaced

voice in triumph. "Though I had been overseas these two years, it didn't mean that I was absent from reading financial news. Ms. Mitchell, are you thinking of your dead husband

were shining in her eyes, darkly. "My husband is still alive, and I will find,

the word "him" quite much, keeping her eyes on the deep pool - which were

hope so. I hope you could find

However..."

reminding her, 'Their names are the same, August

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