Novel & Cerita Cerita Selingkuh Istri Setia

"Iris, your deadbeat husband didn't suspect anything, did he? I poured half a bottle of extra-strong itching powder into the air vents. It didn't drive him insane, did it?" Iris dotingly booped his nose. Her tone dripped with contempt for me when she sneered, "He's an idiot; he hasn't got a clue. He really thought I'd gotten my hands on something almost brand new and was crouching there, cleaning it bit by bit, putting up with the pain in his back." "Serves him right!" Tristan snorted. "It's his fault for hogging the position of your legal husband and refusing to step aside! I want him to use my hand-me-down trash and suffer from it. Let's see how long he can hold out!"

As he glared at his sister. "Why huh? Why is it enough." Cassandra asked angrily rising to her feet. "You know its the truth. We all do. She married you for the money." Cassandra said looking directly at me. "She's a gold digger, her entire family are gold diggers." Andrew was about to say something but I beat him to it. "What's the matter Cassandra? Can't keep up with the facade anymore." I said as I watched her fumed with anger. "It must have been so exhausting pretending for so long."