The president's seventh bride

Chapter 21: Not be Able to Control My Mouth

Alicia was sorting out the books brought back from the Joliot-Curie family in her room, and the sliding

door behind her was opened violently.

Carlos rushed forward, grabbed her arm and asked angrily, "Don't you have backbone? Why did you

come back?"

She was stunned and replied indifferently, "I just don't want to come back by taking your car, but I didn't

say that I will never come back."

"Do you think I will keep a wife who likes playing a disappearance game?"

"If you wouldn't, would you want to divorce me?"

"Well, can't I?"

Alicia nodded fearlessly as if she had tremendous bravery, "Yes, of course, you can't divorce me."

Carlos sneered, "Did I break the law to divorce you?"

"No, but..." she paused, "I may not be able to control my mouth."

"What do you mean?"

Alicia didn't answer, but her eyes slowly fixed on Carlos' private parts. Carlos immediately understood

and his face darkened, "If you dare talk nonsense, I will make you miserable!"

"As long as I am still your wife, I won't say anything I shouldn't say. So, for your decency's sake, don't

think about divorcing me."

"Do you want to be my wife so much?" Carlos nodded, "OK, I won't divorce you. Instead, I will torture

you slowly. What I am best at is to make women shrink back from difficulties."

After that, he sneered and walked out of her room, then shut the door as rudely as he opened it.

In the living room below, the servants had prepared dinner. It was three hours later than usual. Carlos Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

pulled out his chair and sat down. Mrs. Sara glared at her son and ordered the servant next to her, "Go

and call Mrs. Alicia down to eat."

"Yes, madam."

When the servant went back, he reported respectfully, "Mrs. Alicia said she was not feeling well and

went to sleep first. She said that everyone didn't have to wait for her."

Aurora couldn't help mumbling, "It must be my brother who just said something to her. She was still fine

when she came back."

Carlos raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure you want to defend that woman?"

"Listen, listen, that woman! Isn't that woman your wife?"

Facing with his father's questioning, he took it for granted and replied, "So what? She is my wife but I

needn't call her in this way."

"Don't be loquacious, go and bring her down for dinner."

"No."

Mrs. Sara stood up suddenly, "You won't go? Okay, then I won't have dinner. "

Aurora, the daughter, immediately echoed, "Me neither."

But Master Edward, the husband, got up directly and walked towards the study.

Even Mrs. Sara herself didn't know when this family became so united.

No matter how unruly Carlos was, no matter how cold-blooded and ruthless he was, he only treated

people other than his family in this way. Seeing his parents and sister were on hunger strike, he

pinched his eyebrows and got up decadently and said, "I really can't stay in this house anymore."

Alicia didn't really sleep, but patiently reviewed the course for tomorrow. Suddenly, she heard the door

open, and she could tell who was coming without guess.

The angry footsteps approached her like a storm. Without saying anything, she closed the book in her

hand, "Come downstairs with me to dinner in one minute."