The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

These days are when he is very happy. He looked at her without any resistance, and enjoyed it very much.

Satisfied mood is full.

As long as Ye Xiaotian thought about it, she knew that it was him Ye Xiaotian who had always treated her so. What was the reaction?

She didn't take the initiative to discover that he didn't want to tell her that. After all, she was meek like a kitten, and he wanted to have more time.

After the end, Ye Xiaotian put her clothes on, and took her hand to the door, then closed the door, locked it from the inside, and then turned on the light.

He put on his clothes methodically.

The sent out Molly felt something wrong at this time. Why didn't Byron keep talking, and this behavior was abnormal. When I was about to knock on the door, the text message came again: you go home first, and I will go back immediately.

She had to leave here, convinced that it was Byron's number.

Molly had no idea that her mobile phone was equipped with special software by Ye Xiaotian, and it was not Byron's number that sent her text messages.

As soon as the car arrived home, Byron did not arrive home immediately, and her legs were sticky. She went to take a bath and put on her clothes and waited for him at the gate again.

It took about an hour for Byron's car to slowly arrive home.

Watching the car stop towards the garage, she pursed her lips and walked after her.

I just walked to the back of the car and never saw Byron get off.

Molly walked to the window and looked inside, only to find that it was blocked by the window. There were some discordant sounds in it. It was not a talking voice, but a kiss. Her face was instantly white as thin paper.

How could she know such a familiar voice.

Molly stood there and suddenly felt that she couldn't even move. She moved lightly to another car, took out her cell phone, and called Byron's phone.

At this moment, Molly's heart was twisted like a knife, did he bring the woman back?

He has another woman outside?

She dared not think, wondering who the woman was.

So she kept listening to his phone ringing, but she never missed.

Molly thought it was also very strange. She had just been entangled with herself for a long time, so she quickly talked to other women ...

It's really hard to believe. If it wasn't for your own hearing, would it be the sound of the movie being played?

She stooped down and came back to his car, and listened carefully again, finally convinced that the voice was with him.

Molly returned to the car next to her, her mind was blank, but she didn't feel too disappointed, after all, she really didn't deserve him.

Now that he has another woman, she will also leave on the initiative.

Standing there for two minutes, Byron finally got out of the car.

What made Molly dumbfounded was that there were no women in the car, only Byron and his assistant Lance.

Her heart twitched, and she suddenly remembered the conversation about Byron's ex-wife, Ani, going out on her own.

Is he a double X love?

After they left, Molly knocked on Byron's car glass, convinced that there were really no women in it.

Back to the bedroom door in despair, she adjusted her mood and pushed open the door to enter.

"Where did you go?"

"Go out and walk." Molly looked at his usual warm smile, but suddenly felt that all his tolerance and warmth were like poison covered with honey.

And yes, how could there be such a good man in this world.

He married himself to have children, to block the mouths of those elders, and to hide his true emotions.

"I was almost home when you called me, so I didn't answer."

She nodded with a smile, and said, "Go to the shower, I've washed it."

"OK." He reached out and stroked her head, then took it to the bathroom.

Molly sat by the bed and smiled bitterly.

When he slept at night, he fell asleep very fast, but Molly couldn't sleep.

She couldn't sleep, she couldn't sleep, and she didn't want to turn around to wake him.

At one or two o'clock in the morning, I heard that it was the deepest sleep of a person. She quietly got up, took his mobile phone on the table to the bathroom, but found that the screen was set to unlock with a password.

After a few verifications, he put the phone on the table again and came to his study wearing a coat.

He turned on his computer, without exception, the password.

Molly had trouble falling asleep all night. When Byron left in the morning, even though she was sleepy, she couldn't sleep because her eyes were fighting.

She didn't know what she wanted to prove anymore. She heard it herself, and what room did she want to keep?

Forced her to fall asleep, even her dreams were disturbed. She always ran in the dream, and someone chased after her.

Wake up in the afternoon, simply cleaned up, or went to Byron's company.

Byron was in a meeting and she was waiting in the office.

Byron returned after the meeting and asked with a smile, "How come?"

"Want to have dinner with you outside."

"Well, okay." He kissed her forehead close to her, and then sat down on the chair and said, "I have some business to do, you wait for me."

"Okay." She stood up and stretched. "I'll lie down in your lounge for a while, and you'll handle me and call me."

He nodded.

Molly came to his lounge and leaned on the bed, groggy.

I felt like I had traveled for a long time, and glanced at the time on the phone, it was six o'clock.

Is he okay?

She had to get up and look out the door. He was still busy. She quietly closed the door and waited.

Ten minutes later, hearing the footsteps coming here, she opened the door and bumped him.

"It's over, let's go." He smiled lightly.

"Ok."

The two went downstairs together. Molly was sitting in the co-pilot position. He had never carefully observed his car. The car was very spacious. You can also put the leaning part down, it is just a small bed.

She looked away and asked without changing her face, "Are you entertaining tonight?"

Byron nodded. "Yes, I'm sorry. I often go home tonight with you."

She shook her head, knowing, "It doesn't matter, work is the most important thing."

"I really like a girl like you, pretty and sensible."

Molly didn't speak, and went to the restaurant with him. The two had a meal and drank some red wine.

Byron didn't notice any change in her heart, and the two were eating quite calmly. Until the end, she said, "My husband, come back early at night."

He nodded. "I try."

Molly smiled at him. "I'm full, I'll go home first."

"I see you off."