Desperate for His Ex-wife

Hart panted lightly, looked at the man who g

a clear and smooth side face. She didn't care about his in

dding anniversary

he opened her mouth softly

. He ignored Lily Hart at all, stretched out his long arms, to

oarse, with a sense of s

's expression didn't fluctuate, and his tone so

ll of Lily Hart's hopes. She watched t

a pale face, as if he was going to

yes and tried to make her voice sound calm:

raised his hand, and his slend

watch in her hand pierced Lily Ha

and raised his voic

bled, with a h

wn at her with slender and deep eyebrows, paused,

nt from the gasp that esca

was calm and straight as if

er white fingers tightly gripped the quilt on

in her heart, and the

slam shut. Like a broken doll, she lay on her b

to her senses, wrapped in a bl

walked to the first fl

e was about to go down the last staircase, she lost

van Kramer closing the door as

knelt on the ground with her head down, her hands h

head, her face was pale, but h

y Ivan Kram

ws ever

never loved her, she knew that he had a woman outside, and sh

woman was able to call Ivan Kram

oping Ivan Kramer would

s that she thought

ly, and the more she laug

t she had co

Hart did not see

ng, Ivan Kra

The lights in the house were not turned on, and the

already cooked dinner and sat quietly

ere is no on

house and saw a table full o

lightly, and found that the dishes on

lender eyebrows sub

and saw the divorce agreement beside him, wi

led up in his dark eyes. He picked up the piec

man jus

she tak

a while to calm down. With a cold face, he dialed the

ly Hart by an