She Dumped Her Dodgy Husband After Suffering Amnesiac

Coming out of the room, Hellen Jovano locked the door.

Tiffany Clark’s room is next door, and David Brown’s is on the outermost side. Both of them have open doors.

Hellen Jovano called Tiffany Clark, and David Brown heard that he had come out.

During the day, Duncheng is hot and the sun is big.

Hellen Jovano found a restaurant that looked good. Several people went into the restaurant and ordered some dishes.

There is no separate room in the hotel, and now there are several rascally men eating by the side, with a lot of beer on the table.

When several people saw Hellen Jovano and Tiffany Clark, their eyes were a little straight.

In the desert, fair-skinned people are rare, especially Hellen Jovano and Tiffany Clark, whose looks are one in a million.

But there are men around them, and they don’t look easy to provoke.

Several men are afraid to strike up a conversation, but their voices are constantly boasting.

The boss served the food, and several people ate the rice in silence.

The voice from the next table came.

“Who dares to find trouble with Master Bian in Shazhen?”NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“Yes, Master Bian’s home is in Shazhen, but this.”

Hellen Jovano felt a little interesting and paid attention to the movement of the table.

“It’s very kind of you. I’ve never been to my house.” There was a man there who cried with a smile.

The rest of the few people immediately.

“It is said that Master Bian broke into that place alone, but it shocked the whole sand town.”

“Yes, I heard that many people have died there, and the dead are still wandering in the desert.”

Hellen Jovano raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the past.

I thought that those rascally men boasted about what an experienced young man would be, but when I looked at it, I found that it was just a teenager of eighteen or nineteen.

The teenager’s skin is bronzed and looks ordinary. When he grins, he shows a row of white teeth, which has the feeling of a wild wolf.

The people at that table also noticed that Hellen Jovano turned to look over and thought that the people at this table had attracted the attention of the beauty.

So the sound grew louder.

Hellen Jovano is happy.

“You are the only one who came back from that place alive. Why don’t you tell us about your adventure?”

Looking less at the direction of Hellen Jovano, I gently coughed: “In fact, I was lucky to come back. The place was buried by yellow sand for many years, and the wind was blowing hard that day-”

Opposite Hellen Jovano, Tiffany Clark sobbed at the corner of her mouth: “What are they talking about? People can really blow it now.”

David Brown has a smile between his eyebrows.

Beside Helen Jovano, Hans Grant quietly peeled a shrimp with his eyes hanging down and put it in the bowl of Helen Jovano.

I was just about to call someone, but I found that Hellen Jovano was sitting on his side, holding his chin in one hand and staring at the teenager at that table with relish.

Hans Grant squinted and stared at the back of Hellen Jovano’s head.

David Brown, who is opposite, looks at his eyes, nose and heart. There is no smile on his face, and he is as serious as a stone.

Bless Mr. Grant not to get angry.

Tiffany Clark looked at Hellen Jovano’s eagerness to listen, her mouth flicked and she nudged David Brown.

“Should I say that her taste is heavy or too pure? Do you believe this story?”

David Brown: Sister-in-law, please don’t CALL me!

Hellen Jovano was listening with interest. She put a hand on her head and forced her to sit upright.

Hans Grant squinted at Mo’s eyes, his thick sword eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and looked at her with warning: “Eat.”

So sour.

Hellen Jovano smiled: “Good.”

She caught the shrimp in the bowl.

Hans Grant peeled another one, his face was indifferent, and he was thinking about letting David Brown clean up the scene for the next meal.

The voice over there is getting louder and louder, and it seems unwilling.

Hellen Jovano, Hans Grant has peeled another shrimp.

Hellen Jovano holds her cheeks and smiles at the dishes in the bowl, but the story is still there in her ears.

She’s Hans Grant. She handed it to her mouth and didn’t pay attention to anything. She opened her mouth and ate.

I found that I didn’t come over when I was halfway through.

Slow down, only to find that Hans Grant stared at her with a sneer.

He didn’t feed anything, just trying to see if her soul was still there.

Hellen Jovano was holding Hans Grant’s finger, and some innocently stared at him.

The opposite Tiffany Clark hides her face: What a shame! What a shame!

David Brown: Please pretend that he doesn’t exist. He is a mass of air.

Hellen Jovano opened her mouth, and Hans Grant took back his hand, and conveniently took out a wet towel to wipe the oil stain on the peeled shrimp.

“I think you are full.”

Hellen Jovano burped at the right time.

“Then go back.” Hans Grant got up and walked out.

Hellen Jovano tried to catch up with some innocent people. After two steps, he remembered that he didn’t take his bag. When he returned to his seat to get his bag, he saw David Brown and Tiffany Clark wandering their eyes without looking at her.

“Aren’t you going?”

Tiffany Clark shook her head: “I have to eat some more.” She doesn’t want to get involved in the war.

David Brown buried himself in his dinner and looked serious.

Hellen Jovano pursed her lips, took the bag and wanted to leave. Hans Grant behind her had gone and returned.

He left angrily, and Hellen Jovano didn’t chase her out. He only thought about it for three seconds after he walked to the door and decided to carry her away himself.

Holding Hellen Jovano’s waist in his arms, Hans Grant left with a man under his arm.

Tiffany Clark stared at the two men leaving and hissed, “Your Mr. Grant is really sour when he eats vinegar.”

David Brown put down his chopsticks, and he was almost propped up.

“Miss Qin passed.”

“Hellen Jovano just listens to others to chat. What’s wrong?” Tiffany Clark looked at the man who was still bragging at the table.

Although the edge of the central area is not average in appearance, it may have lived on the edge of the desert for many years, and the temperament of teenagers is different from that of those childe buddies in Tempe City.

Tiffany Clark looked at it carelessly: “This skin color is really rare, and it is also very clear when smiling, and it still has some exotic feelings.”

David Brown looks up: “Exotic?”

He looked at that side less, then at Tiffany Clark, and his mood became annoyed.

“Miss Fu’s eyes are really different. Do you want me to get a number for you?”

“That’s not necessary.” Tiffany Clark smiled. “I’m not a girl of seventeen or eighteen. I need someone else’s help to get the number.”

In fact, she is not interested either. She just thinks that there must be something unusual about Hellen Jovano paying special attention to the boy.

David Brown got up with a cold face and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his face.

“Then Miss Di will eat slowly, and I will go back first.”

David Brown got up and tried to leave.

I accidentally kicked the teenager’s chair when I passed the table.

This foot is really strong, the leg of the wooden chair is directly broken, and the young master fell off guard!

He stood up in a rage and looked at David Brown.

David Brown is very polite, with a cold face and polite words: “I’m sorry, the aisle is a little narrow.”

Master Bian looked at David Brown in disbelief.

I want to get angry, but the other person is very polite and doesn’t look very easy to provoke.

Don’t get angry, he is not happy with the other person’s face.

Before he could think it over, the flatterer on the table had already spoken.

“You don’t have long eyes to walk. Isn’t the aisle narrow enough for you?”

David Brown looked at the man: “Not enough, why?”

“Treadmill, you are deliberately looking for trouble, right?” Someone wants to show off in front of Tiffany Clark and get up on the table.