"How do you know these details?" Joyce frowned.
Christian ruffled his forehead hair and said with panache, "Naturally I will find a way."
Joyce pursed her lips, "Since you were able to find out so much yourself. I have nothing to reveal. Let me down just there. Thank you. Take care."
"Don't rush, beauty." Christian suddenly reached out and quickly grabbed one of Joyce's hands, "The Dragon family would not care about the background of a Mrs. Dragon. Do you want to consider me?"
"Let go!"
Joyce was also startled when her hand was suddenly wrapped in his large palm.
Almost instinctively she tried to shake him off.
"Don't move around. I'm driving, it's dangerous. Do you want the car to be wrecked and the two of us to be a pair of lovebirds from hell?" He laughed wickedly and wildly and just wouldn't let go.
Joyce felt exasperated.
"Nuts!" Joyce glared at him fiercely. But she didn't dare to disobey him too much. The person beside him looked crazy. She could not see what was in his mind but he just seemed to be able to do whatever he wanted.
hand
When you divorce him, consider
out, it would not be your turn." Joyce retorted nonchalantly, "Besides, can't you live without
flattened his thin lips, his expression pretending to be
and snickered, "You didn't mean it in the first place when you
Luther gave you up to
would be a waste when something valuable falls into the hands of someone who doesn't know what they're doing." Joyce turned sideways to look at him, "Come on, I'll
"…"
he did not know what to say, feeling that he had lost face today. This woman was really
time to let go." Joyce took the opportunity
before he
the sports car. It was not sharp,
looked suspiciously at the dashboard, which surprisingly lit up with a row of yellow
lane." Joyce glanced at it and said with a serious look. She was
the brakes, slowed down, and finally came to a smooth stop
and Christian both opened the door and came down to
right rear tire was now almost