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Oh Please, My Ex-wife novel Chapter 130

Johnson gasps while his cell phone rang. People seem to find the power of Edward Smith. Many people dispersed, and even the bartender silently retreated to one side.

All this seems to have passed for a long time, but in fact it was only a few minutes. Charles Johnson is struggled for a long time. The closer he is to Edward Smith, the more he knows his coolness. Once you want to let him know that Joan is good at all those things, he will never let her go.

In any case, he still can't be cruel to Joanne.

However, Edward Smith is a very powerful person. How could he deceive him in a few words? So what should he do?

Suddenly an evil thought flashes through Charles Johnson's mind. His mouth slowly evoked a radian, covering up his shiny eyes and pretending to whisper, "Those photos were fake."

Edward Smith’s hand is suddenly paused, and he is still a light on the surface. However, his hand holding the glass gradually turned white. His cold eyes drooped slightly and whispered, "Go on."

"Adele let me do this. She never wanted you to be with Elsie. She cried to me all day. I can't help it, so I was confused and made it..."

"Confused?" Edward Smith interrupted Charles Johnson and raised his head. His ink-splashed eyes fell on him and evoked a radian. "She asked you to do this, did you do it?"

The voice is very light, if you don't listen carefully, it seems that you can't hear it in this noisy bar.

However, this clearly made him want to slap himself in the ears of Charles Johnson. When is it bad for him to come to the bar? Why did he impulsively rush to the front of Edward Smith?

"After I finished that, I felt regret. Really! " Charles Johnson just needs to stand up his finger and swear to prove the truth of his words.

"Get out!"

With this, Johnson is like being saved, gets up from the ground quickly, and then runs to the bar door. He is worried that if he is a second late, he will be cut by Edward Smith.

Charles Johnson slips away like a rabbit, which made Shane White feel stunned for a while. Don't Edward Smith really let this guy go?!

However, the thought of this guy's secret made him wonder what to say in a short time.

After all, the people involved here is Edward Smith's mother.

"Edward Smith..."

Edward Smith seems not to hear what he said, quietly poured himself a glass of wine, and he thought back the home five years ago. There were a bunch of photos, and the divorce agreement.

His mother's words still echoed in his heart, as well as those incendiary words that Joanna Hale cried and started to say. At that time, he never believed that Assisi would betray himself.

But her autograph is on those photos and divorce papers falling on the ground.

He knows her so well. If she didn't do it at her own will, how could she sign her name?

Therefore, even if he is unwilling to admit it, he still has to face the fact that she abandoned herself and then left him.

Joanna's good mood at this time can't be described too much with elation. One more thing that made her feel happy was that Alice Roberts was going to marry Song John Blake, which happened to be three days later.

She ignores whether it is Alice Roberts's intention, or whether it is really a coincidence, but on the one hand, she could get Edward Smith, and on the other hand, Alice Roberts is with others, so the two of them completely has no possibility. In this way, she is not so afraid of their wedding date.

At the same time, John Blake has mixed feelings.

Because of his injury, he can't ask Alice many things now, for example, what kind of wedding she likes, or that he wants to design a wedding scene for them by himself.

Although this is their second marriage, this time it is more formal and grand than the simple scene of just going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a marriage certificate for the first time.

This means that Alice is really going to marry him, not a fake one, and this is not an act.

Looking at the quiet woman lying on the bed, John Blake tries to reach out. Although the veins stands out between his forehead are going to explode, his hands doesn’t move. He hates his powerlessness very much, and even feels that his incomplete self is not worthy of her beauty.

However, when she said she wanted to marry herself, the joy of his heart beating could not be suppressed. Even if this happy time is only one minute and one second, he doesn't want to lose it...

Then let him have a sweet dream.

When I wake up, Alice Roberts find Rupert coming, while John Blake is sitting in a wheelchair. He is looking at her with an elegant smile. The warm sunshine in his clean and pure eyes makes everything look beautiful. If he wasn't in a wheelchair...

"John, why are you up?" Although the doctor said that his condition was getting better gradually, he should rest well!

John Blake smiles and shakes his head. He looks at Rupert next to him.

Rupert nodded tacitly, standing behind him and making the appearance of preparing to push the cart. He then said to Alice, "John wants to take you to see the wedding ring in person."

Alice is stunned. Wedding ring?

When she sees John Blake's gentle eyes, her eyes could not help but get wet, if this is what he thought...

"Okay."

They spend some time in a place where wedding rings are customized.

"Alice, what kind of wedding ring do you like?" John Blake looked at Alice Roberts with a gentle face, while Rupert, who is standing on one side, spoke for him.

With this, the clerk standing inside takes out an exquisite wedding ring and put it in front of Alice Roberts.

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