Chapter 1952: Chapter 1952

Capítulo 1952: Chapter 1964: Dylan Wellington Is a Blockhead

The time goes back to four years ago.

“Dylan Wellington, you philandering radish! What’s with that celebrity named Carol Brown at the ribbon-cutting ceremony today? Her chest almost fell out of her dress, and she was hanging all over you… I just knew you were unreliable, no way, breakup, breakup, we must break up!”

As soon as Dylan Wellington returned to the luxury condominium he shared with Skye Brown, he was informed by Skye that they were breaking up.

Three large suitcases were piled up by the door.

It was summer, very hot, and Skye was only wearing a simple white T-shirt, with low-waisted denim shorts below.

She was packing her suitcase, her long hair slightly tousled, and those long white legs flashed before Dylan Wellington, causing the seductive eyes of the man to dim slightly.

“Skye, these suitcases…” Dylan Wellington’s eyes deepened, realizing his woman was planning to leave.

Especially when he thought that if he hadn’t come back tonight, or had returned a bit later, Skye might have already gone.

The darkness in his eyes became even more intense.

“These suitcases are mine, I’m moving out. Dylan Wellington agreed before, we made a pact, if you cheat or give me a green hat, we’re definitely breaking up no question!”

Skye’s fair and smooth face showed a healthy and enchanting pink, she slightly wrinkled her nose, extending a slender index finger to point at the suitcase beside her.

“These are all my things, the stuff you gave me is all packed in the cloakroom, I haven’t taken a single piece. Dylan Wellington, step aside, I’m leaving.”

She had agreed to start a relationship with Dylan Wellington under the condition he imposed when she was coerced into the relationship years ago.

Even though Dylan Wellington acted reasonably well during this period, resembling a genuinely devoted 24-karat boyfriend.

However, Skye had many distrusts towards Dylan Wellington. Thıs content belongs to novel~fire~net

No way, Mr. Wellington’s past glorious achievements could fill a book titled ‘How to pick-up girls’ tutorial.

Moreover, Skye herself is in the entertainment circle, and she runs into Dylan Wellington’s old flames everywhere.

She was initially ensnared by Dylan Wellington using such means.

So now, whenever she finds the chance, she wants to run away.

Who knew, as soon as Skye spoke, her hand was caught by Dylan Wellington’s broad hand.

The next second, before she could react, she was picked up by Dylan Wellington.

Head hanging down, her head hung upside down on his shoulder.

“Dylan Wellington, put me down… what, what are you doing…”

“F*ck you.” An unexpected response came low and deep from Dylan Wellington’s mouth.

Dylan Wellington carried Skye straight to the bedroom.

This shocked Skye, making her feel bad.

Dylan Wellington’s wild nature seemed to intensify…

Every now and then, he would start touching her without saying a word, even though he was flirting with other women on television. How could he treat her ?

“Dylan Wellington, you philandering radish… you’re messing around, yet bullying me… let me go, philandering radish, philandering radish, philandering radish, let go…”

The man’s large palm slapped Skye’s perky little bottom, not too hard.

Skye instantly felt both angry and ashamed, hanging upside down on his shoulder her face turned bright red.

“Skye, how many times have I warned you, don’t call me that again? Beg… call me husband, I’m the most devoted, most loving husband in the world to our Skye.”

Dylan Wellington’s voice was low, deep, with a hint of persuasion.

The woman today, he didn’t even glance at her, he couldn’t even remember her name and face.

All those reports and photos were staged, and the woman pretended to step on her hem when she last went on stage, rushing towards him for the snapshot.

However, the snapshots were deliberately made into scandals, while the part where he coldly pushed her aside was cut out.

“No, I won’t call you that…” Skye pouted.

“Hmph, don’t you like me calling you a philandering radish? Fine then… from now on I’ll call you a promiscuous blockhead! Dylan Wellington, you are a promiscuous blockhead, you… uh… let go… let… uh, uh…”

[Update completed, see you tomorrow night~ It may be late tomorrow night because I’ve got a dinner party, updates might be after 8 o’clock. If I can do it early, I’ll try my best~]