Maximilian was somewhat swollen and stunned as he watched Victoria’s strange gaze lingering over himself.
“Why are you still here? And this old gentleman, who is he?’
Victoria looked unpleasant.She was not very good to Maximilian. After all, during these four years, she had suffered from other people's contempt and ridicule because of him, and she had already given up hopes for him.
But now, Maximilian was actually standing next to a Rolls Royce car.
How...Maximilian scratched the back of his head awkwardly, his eyes falling on Wilfred, who was at the side.
Wilfred immediately laughed and said,"Little brother, thanks to you for showing me the way. I'll leave first. In the future, if you need anything, you can call me anytime.”
After saying that, Wilfred got into the car.
The Rolls Royce eased out of the way. Maximilian also explained with a smile.
“The old gentleman didn’t know his way around, so I showed him the way.”
Hearing this explanation, Victoria didn’t get suspicious.
Thinking about it, it was impossible that her husband was a hidden rich second generation.
At that very moment, a sharp and unkind word came,"Victoria, is this your husband, the wimp?"
The one who spoke was a gorgeous, stylishly dressed woman with big wavy hair, flaming red lips, wide sunglasses, and an edgy dress code of a black halter top and super-short white hot pants, with a pair of straight and slender legs that reflected moist white in the sunlight.
Victoria blushed slightly, squeezed out a smile, hooked the hair falling from her ears, and introduced him.
“Well, his name is Maximilian, my..."It seemed hard for her to say the word “husband”.
The woman folded her arms around her chest, making her bust full, and snorted.
“Victoria, you're too impulsive to marry such a worthless man. Did all the good men in the country die out?”
Leila, the daughter of the Thomson family, an overseas returnee, studied abroad for further studies four years ago and had just returned home these days.
She had wanted to meet Victoria's rumored useless husband, but she didn’t expect to run into him in time today.
At a glance, he was a loser indeed. Victoria didn’t explain, and her eyes resentfully glanced at Maximilian, who looked indifferent.
Why didn’t he have any shame? If it wasn’t for him, she would not lose face in front of her girlfriends.
back to work. Sissi’s treatment has been solved and they will use
said.“How could Grandpa possibly agree to
said that he needs to follow the
saying that, he gave Leila a meaningful
a bit frustrated, and she hurriedly ran into the hospital with
are all rich and powerful in H City. Besides, I also have some
to the side, and
another girl at
Victoria, it has been four years. I feel bad for you and it’s time for you to divorce
for a moment and looked at Sissi who was already asleep on the hospital bed. She gently touched her bare forehead
married for four years and it's a lie that we don’t have affection for
he will always be Sissi’s father unless
this, Leila stomped her foot
stupid! What's so
Leila who was throwing a tantrum and said,"Well Leila, I
something but held it back,
you up! You're my best friend
was for her good and was just being nice
there were some things, especially affection with Maximilian that Victoria
returned home with a bag of apples, and before he could enter the door, he heard a noise
must listen to mom on this
no room for
voice of his
that wimp has done in the hospital today. He embarrassed
treated Samuel today. He's just pushing our family
days, it would be the mid-year summary meeting of the Griffith family. A new vice president of the company is to be selected. At this urgent point, Maximilian was disrespectful to Samuel, so it is impossible that Victoria will
You must divorce him!”
doorway of Victoria’s room and yelling in a tantrum at
lowered his head and pretended to read the
status in the family. His wife,
couldn't really hold
even angrier, walked over, tore the newspaper out of his hand,
know is to read newspapers. Why don't you care about our family at all? Isn't
said helplessly,”I care, but we can’t make the decision on this matter. We
spilled out and yelled,’l don’t care. Our daughter must divorce that wimp. It has been four years, and our family has
said those words, and simply sat down on the sofa, crying bitterly.“Marcus, if you’re still a man, you'll make up your mind for me on the spot