Chapter 9 ~ You want my man? ~

The boys felt jealous because they could never touch such a beauty, and the girls were burning with jealousy because no matter how many surgeries they did to be beautiful, they failed far behind.

Ella walked forward, her high heels hitting the floor as she walked toward where her half-drunk husband was sitting.

Her long, white, flawless legs looked stunning. This pair of slender legs is every girl's dream, but few people could only get such a beautiful body.

Charlotte became nervous. Even though she felt almighty in front of everyone, she felt worse than the street dog in front of Ella.

Ella stopped in front of Aubrey. "Get up," she told him, but he lazily opened his eyes and looked at her. "Oh, it's my wife, no contracted wife," he clapped and mocked her identity.

Ella was calm, with no anger. She already expected this reaction from him.

So she wanted to talk patiently, "baby, get up; we need to go home; it's better if you don't anger me right now; I don't think you can handle