Happy Mommy Happy Daddy

Chapter 5

Chapter 5 Do You Know What True Bullying Is? 

Samir opened the door with a grumpy face. The room was reeking of alcohol. On the coffee table, there were several bottles of wine that he had collected for many years. Each worth millions. At this moment, the bottles of wine were completely empty.

A certain woman was lying on the sofa, her cheeks flushed as she scolded a man. Occasionally, she would mention the name, Mr. Rowan,

It was a mess.

The man’s face had a trace of displeasure.

She had just gotten a marriage certificate with him, and she was already revealing her true colors? Hearing the noise coming from the door, Alora burped and turned around, “Who are you?”

intoxicated and had already lost her sense of propriety. When she saw a person coming in from the door, she

him

eyebrows. His lines were as sharp as knives and he was a

of anger in his cold eyes. “I didn’t drink…” Her body was so soft that she couldn’t stand steadily after being held by him. “Truett, I miss you so much.” She threw herself at him and wrapped her arms around his waist. “Truett, don’t blame me for being dirty, okay? I didn’t mean to…” she cried softly, her face flushed like a girl who had just

and picked up the woman. He strode

there was hot water

the water was so cold that it

“Splash!”

Alora was directly thrown into

T-shirt on her body clung tightly to her body after being drenched in water, outlining her graceful figure. Even though the bathtub was freezing cold, Samir felt some warmth because of her. He actually hated women. Ever since he hurt that woman five years ago, he instinctively disliked women. No woman could touch him, not even his sister. But today, being hugged by Alora, this little drunkard, he did not feel disgusted at all. He even felt a little… enjoyment. “It’s so cold…” In the bathtub, the woman curled up. She drank too much strong liquor, and the cold water not only did not wake her up, but it made her even more unbridled. “Truett.” Alora lay weakly in the bathtub and called out Truett’s name in a delicate voice. I’m so cold.” She reached out and grabbed Samir’s trousers. “Can you hug me?” The woman’s eyes were blurred and her face was flushed. She looked at him like a spoiled child. “Can you carry me out? I’m so cold…” Her ending tone was like a touch of chocolate as it streaked across Samir’s heart. It had been a long time since he had felt this way. He had to admit that she was very different. However, she was still calling out to that man called Truett. “Who am I?” asked the man as he squatted down and held her chin with one hand. “You are Truett,” said Alora, pursing

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