Flash Marriage: He Made My Jaw Drop novel Chapter 302

Chapter 302

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Damien Smyth knew that both his wife and his own brother wanted to be rice bugs, he would be really grateful.

Anyway, for Vivienne Quinn and Grayson Smyth, the pressure is on Damien Smyth .

Vivienne Quinn stared at Grayson Smyth for a while and said deliberately, “Look at your performance.”

The sister-in-law has to show her demeanor.

Grayson Smyth said with a mean smile, “In the future, if there is any gossip about me, Mr., I will inform you as soon as possible. For example, if there is any idea that Yingyingyanyan wants to hit Mr., or Mr. hiding money from the house.”

Vivienne Quinn still had the sensible expression of your kid, and smiled.”Deal.”

Grayson Smyth also took a bottle of mineral water and touched the bottle with Vivienne Quinn,”It’s dry.”

The mineral water also tasted like wine.

Grayson Smyth took a sip of water and asked, “I, Mr., lied to you for so long, you are not angry, you forgive him so easily? Did you use the durian. shell washboard keyboard last night? Greetings on my Mr., such things as deception, will never be tolerated.”

Vivienne Quinn gave a thumbs up,”You are really your Mr. ‘s brother.”

It’s not a big deal to join in the fun.Grayson Smyth said with a smile, “I was angry for my sister-in-law, but she was too generous to forgive me Mr. so quickly. In the past, Mr. was worried that my sister-in-law would divorce him after she found out.”

Vivienne Quinn twitched her mo uth,”Altho ugh I only graduated from high school, my brain was not kicked by a don key. I married a billionaire.

Why should I get divorced? I’m stu pid. I don’t have a breakup fee of hundreds of billions. Divorce is impossible.”

Grayson Smyth was dumbfounded and gave a thumbs up,”This is the pattern, I admire it.”

For a long time, Damien Smyth was worried for nothing.

Although he knew that Vivienne Quinn was joking, Grayson Smyth also appreciated it more and more, because Vivienne Quinn was honest enough.

Vivienne Quinn ate some snacks and said, “It’s not some rotten romance novel, what’s hypocritical, it’s a good thing that you, Mr., are rich. I sat in Smyth Lady’s seat in a daze, but I didn’t intend to give up my seat. This lady I don’t know how many people are thinking about it.”