Chapter 495

Edith’s eyes snapped open, irritation flaring as she glared at him. “What’s wrong with you, Herbert? You came all the way from Vista Town just to check if I’m wearing a tank top?”

“We’re divorced! You don’t get a say anymore!”

Edith was fuming.

Really, where did Herbert pop out from, some ancient tomb?

“No, that’s not it.”

Herbert withdrew his hand. “I came to explain about that model.”

Edith laughed, “Model? Which one?”

He’d been linked with models left and right – if not ten, then at least eight.

The latest rumor involved a supermodel.

Herbert glanced into her room, “Can I come in?”

a word, Edith stepped aside to let him in, deliberately adding, “Keep

bed, a rare flicker of emotion crossing his face. “Edith, if you’re trying to make me jealous, at least pick someone

“Believable?”

always felt like they were speaking different languages, and once again, she exploded. “Herbert, stop being so self-righteous. Just because you’re six or seven years older doesn’t mean

actions, her anger grew. “What’s wrong with wearing a tank top, or dating younger guys? And you talk about being believable. I’ll have you know, tomorrow, I’m

“Tomorrow?”

arms around her waist and pressed her down onto the soft bed. “Tomorrow, you won’t be

Already sleep-deprived, Edith’s

Comuster was cursing. “Herbert!

son of a… ah!”

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if she really wouldn’t be able to get

“Shh…”

furrowed, picking up on something. “Seems like those

had changed since they

both adults;

Edith not understand his

n

doubt your manhood can’t you just get on with it without

tightened his grip on Edith’s waist. “You’re questioning whether

truly woke

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