Cristine looked at the man behind William. The drug she had just taken was now starting to take effect, and she felt very uncomfortable. It seemed that William read her mind. "Don't you feel comfortable taking these drugs every day?" He had never been soft to others except to Crista, who was always stubborn and innocent. "Do you want him?" he asked again as he turned his head and looked at the man behind him. His voice was still as cold as ice. "Help her." He then stood at the door and waited. Half an hour later, the man was neatly dressed when he walked out of the room. "Mr. Ding." "You can leave now." William looked at Cristine and sneered. "Mr. Ding, do you want to do it now?" She only said it. But the truth was, she didn't have the strength to have sex anymore. William's face darkened. "You are really a cheap bitch. I didn't even touch you last time. Do you think I will make an exception today?" Of course, he knew her purpo

On cold winter days, Crista dominated the kitchen of the villa. She cooked different kinds of soup every day. William didn't say anything or stop her from what she was doing. In fact, he ate anything she prepared on the dining table. It had been a while that he didn't go to the entertainment club. He went to work in the daytime and came home at night. One day, it was getting dark outside. Crista was reading a book on the sofa. After a while, her eyes felt tired, so she leaned back and closed them. Before she could know it, she had already dozed off. When William came back from work, he frowned when he saw her sleeping on the sofa. Before he left this morning, he told her that he would come home late. But still, she deliberately stayed in the living room to wait for him until she fell asleep. Why did she do it? Was she trying to be a good wife, waiting for her husband to come home? He froze. His wife? When did he start treating her as his real wife? Cr

After eating, William and Carla left the restaurant, while Tristan and Sally found a table in one corner. Sally was no longer in the mood. She had been wearing a sullen expression on her face. Tristan watched William and Carla leave together, looking very intimate, and his heart ached for Crista. William was dating another woman outside. But what about her? She did not only have to work and make money, but she also had to be locked up by Brian in his villa. She had no freedom at all. Sally noticed that he looked restless, so she said, "Do you want to find that bitch right now? Okay, fine! Go ahead and look for her!" She then grabbed her handbag and ran out of the restaurant without looking back. Looking at the dishes that they hadn't eaten yet, Tristan heaved a sigh. He then took out some cash from his wallet, put it on the table, and followed her out. "Sally, wait! Sally, please don't be angry." He grabbed her. "What? Why are you pulling me?

Tristan looked at Molly solemnly. "You are my wife." His words were enough to remove all the uneasiness in her heart at once. "Honey, maybe it's about time we consider having a baby." Sally didn't like the fact that Tristan had been using condoms, preventing her from getting pregnant. He kept on saying that he didn't want a baby yet because he wanted to enjoy their lives together, just the two of them. But she knew that it was only an excuse. He didn't want to have a baby because he didn't want a burden. And he didn't want to be tied up to her forever. Tristan looked at Sally. "Didn't we make a deal before we got married?" "I know. But I want to have a baby now. I stay at home every day doing nothing, and I'm getting bored. I want to have a baby to take care of and play with." Sally wanted to keep him by her side using the baby. But not only that. She wanted to have everything of him, not only his body but also his heart. She wrapped her arms

While tears streaming down Crista's face, she looked at William and shook her head vigorously. "Mr. Ding, please believe me. There's nothing between Tristan and me. Nothing happened between us. The baby is innocent. Please don't do anything to my baby." William just stared at her coldly. "How can he buy you such expensive clothes if you're not seeing him often? You've met each other these days, right? That's why he has gotten you pregnant so easily." Obviously, he didn't believe her words. He never believed in her in the past, he would never believe in her now or in the future. "No! Mr. Ding, it's not like that." She held his sleeve tightly, trying her best to persuade him. "Mr. Ding, please let Mrs. Ding in first. It's so cold outside, and she's pregnant now. Something bad may happen to her and to the baby." Maria couldn't stand it anymore, so she plucked up all her courage to speak up. Now she understood why Crista asked her to keep this matter a se