Flash Marriage: He Made My Jaw Drop novel Chapter 163

Chapter 163 

Flash Marriage He Made My Jaw Drop

Vivienne said shyly, “My husband has everything you just said.”

Upon hearing this, Stacey was thrilled.

“Oh my go d, Vivienne, how lucky are you to find such a good husband.” Stacey took Vivienne’s arm, “You lucky woman, tell me, how does it feel to touch a man’s abs.”

Vivienne smiled, “Tsk Tsk, put away your saliva.”

Stacey and Lainey were really alike.

“Most men nowadays are very weak. Their waists are thinner than women’s. They can’t even carry heavy things. Men with a sense of strength are rare now.” Stacey scolded, “A man without any muscles has no difference from an old lady.”

Vivienne laughed directly, “Stacey, you are too funny!””

“Let me tell you the truth, anyway, I don’t like those weak. men.” Stacey asked again, “Vivienne, is your husband very good in bed? I saw that your legs are not right when you walk this morning.”

Vivienne really felt so shocked and awkward by her bold words.

She did really ask anything.

Vivienne coughed in embarrassment, “You need to change your dress now, go quickly, or it will be too late.”

It was really too late, so Stacey quickly changed her dress and

went to the reception with Vivienne.

Vivienne didn’t change her dress, and she wore a little white dress, which matched the occasion very well.

Along the way, Stacey gossiped about Vivienne’s married life, much to the embarrassment of Vivienne.

At the same time, on the other side, Damien finished his work and sat in a Rolls-Royce, also on his way to the same

reception.

This was held by the WH Group, so Damien needed to show

up.

When the Skyreach Group was in difficulty, the people in charge of the WH Group helped.

The car soon arrived at the entrance of the hotel where the reception was held.

The resplendent hotel gate had eight huge marble columns, which was very grand.

The music fountain pool at the entrance was also beautiful, and there were more than a dozen doormen at the entrance.

As soon as Damien’s car arrived, Jose Reynolds, the head of the WH Group and the organizer of the reception went out to greet him in person.

The car door opened, and Damien got out of the car, with a slightly cold expression. He wore a well-tailored dark suit, which complemented his figure very well.

His handsome facial features revealed a sharp-edged coldness,

Jose stretched out his hand enthusiastically, “Mr. Smyth,