Chapter 22
Freddy laughed recklessly, licked his lips in reminiscence, and was about to open the door with his disheveled clothes.
“Wait a moment!”
Abbie hurriedly called out to him and held onto his hand that was about to open the door.
“How? Still want to continue?” he chuckled softly.
“No, your clothes were very messy, you need to tidy them up,” she replied, blushing.
Freddy, however, simply spread his hands, the meaning of which was already quite clear.
But he still spoke with a smile, “It was you who made the mess, so it should be you who helps me.”
Abbie remembered everything that had just happened, shyly biting her lip and reaching out to help him straighten his clothes.
Unconsciously, the fingertips slid over his skin, causing a burning sensation, yet the intruder remained completely unaware of this.
Freddy’s eyes deepened, his Adam’s apple rolled a few times, but he didn’t say anything.
After organizing everything, he calmly went downstairs, with a hint of desire in his eyes, but with an arrogance that disregarded anyone around him.
Even when he saw the newcomer, he just raised an eyebrow without much surprise.
“Mr. Smith, nice to meet you.”
He raised his chin, though he said so, he did not show any respect.
When Abbie came down, he eagerly reached out and stopped her waist with his hands, pulling her into his embrace.
Vincent’s face turned dark and almost dripped with water, his thin lips tightly pursed, his fists clenched tightly, suppressing the anger in his heart.
“Mr. Lowe, I came to pick up my lawful wife and children to take them home, you wouldn’t object, would you?”
He almost squeezed out these words from his throat, deliberately emphasizing the four words “legal wife“.
The bottom of the dark eyes was deep, and the gaze towards Abbie also carried a hint of persistence.
The moment Abbie saw Vincent, she froze in place and forgot to remove the hand from her waist.
“How did you get here?”
She was momentarily stunned, then quickly regained her indifference.
“Vincent, did you pick me up and take me home? By now, with the influence of the Smith family, they should have already obtained our divorce certificate, right?”
“Did you and Liana get together? When did you get married? I can consider going back to attend your wedding
Her cold and distant words and sentences almost drove Vincent crazy.
“Don’t be like this, Abbie. I wasn’t with Liana. My wife will only be you.”
He licked his dry lips and said bitterly.
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“What happened between me and Liana has long been in the past. Do you remember when I told you about fulfilling marital duties after a month? I had planned to clarify things with her at that time and completely let go of her…”
“Enough, no need to explain these to me,” Abbie interrupted decisively.
She was not interested in or cared about these.
Saying these has no meaning.
“When did our divorce certificate get delivered?”
She only cared about this.
Upon hearing this, Vincent’s usually calm and expressionless face completely shattered, becoming extremely fragile.
“Abbie, I didn’t sign the divorce agreement, so it doesn’t count. We are not getting divorced!”
“I can consider your child as my own. I can pretend that those things in the past never happened. Liana and I have ended our relationship, can we start Chapter Chapter 22
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