Seeming to smell her, he pushed her away immediately!
He stood at the bedside and looked down at her. "Do you like to get on my bed so much?"
There was no trace of warmth on his face. Under the dim light, she looked at his icy face, and her heart twitched.
"Wyn, I know you don't like me. I'm not in your heart. But we've got married. I'm your legal wife, and you're my husband. Please don't be so cold to me, okay? "
With a hint of petition, Zoy cried out sadly.
The crystal tears dropped from the corners of her eyes and wet the white sheet. But Wyn stood still in front of the bed.
He looked on coldly. It was horrifying.
"Wyn..." Choked with sobs, Zoy wanted to say something. But before she could say anything, Wyn had already staggered out of the room.
She didn't mean to take advantage of the opportunity, but he was so outstanding that people were attracted by his charm. Zoy believed that there was no woman who was not attracted by such a man.
Instead of returning home, he left the villa in his white Audi and disappeared without a trace.
She was sitting alone at the table, having breakfast. The big villa was depressing, which made people feel out of breath.
She looked so heartbroken that all the servants in the villa couldn't bear to see her like this.
They had been married for a long time, but their relationship was not as stable as before. Even so, as servants, they had no right to care about it at all.
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