“Fart!” Before Elaine spoke this time, Donald cursed Cynthia first, then slapped her again, and cursed: “You the fucking treat me as a three-year-old child?
Charlie is married don’t you know?”
“I know…” Cynthia cried and said, “Because I know, I can only make this move.
I want to separate Charlie and Claire first, and then my daughter will have a chance!”
Donald sneered: “You woman, you are very dishonest at first glance.
I can tell from your eyes that you didn’t tell me the truth!”
Cynthia was nervous as hell.
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