At Least You Can Let Me Go

"Theresa, your husband is lying next to someone else and you're still sleeping? Aren't you afraid that Theresa's seat won't be secure?"

In the bedroom of the villa.

Samantha's hateful, fuzzy-eyed Theresa asks, "Mom, which leprechaun is it again tonight?"

After two years of marriage, with women outside lining up for her to step aside, and her mother-in-law asking her to catch adultery every now and then, Theresa had long since grown accustomed to it.

It just flopped every time, never catching Paul with any real evidence.

"I'll send you the hotel room number on WeChat, you go and carry the person back." After a pause, Samantha added, "You kid, I can't help you if you keep being so inattentive to Paul."

Not interested?

Well, Paul would have to give her a chance to get attached, too!

In the past two years, he came home only a handful of times, and every time they met, they had a bad time.

He avoids her like the plague, where does she go to get attached?

It's just that she and Paul didn't used to be like that, he was nice to her and gave in to her, it's just that after that one time they were like that.

There was a moment of silence with his eyes closed.

Theresa pivoted and said lethargically, "Mom, I know, just send the address!"

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Half an hour later.

Theresa was getting her room card from the hotel manager when Sophie arrived.

The two reached the door of the suite.

Theresa was about to open the door with her room card in hand when her heart, which had been at peace a moment ago, was not quite so sore at the moment.

Although it has long been commonplace, but at least it is their own things, was robbed by others, the heart will be more or less uncomfortable.

The door to the room opened and a voice came from inside, "Shijo."

"......" for both.

Didn't you say you'd catch an adulterer? Why are you playing mahjong?

The little girl sitting with her next to a couple of men is still making people uncomfortable.

Paul, in particular, with incense Theresa in his mouth and his right hand touching mahjong, and Lillian daintily holding his arm and sitting next to him.

Several of the men at the poker table are Ashworth's natural sons, the best of the best.

Paul was still the one who attracted the most attention, with very handsome features, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his hair casually pushed back into a big back.

Sassy in a gangly way, amazing no matter how many times you look at it.

His posture not to mention spending money to find a woman, how many women are willing to dump their money for him.

Burgess Corporate, two years after he took over, also went straight to being Ashworth's leading man, and anyone who saw him had to give up three points.

If he was anything like he used to be, if it hadn't been for that one time, Paul would be the most perfect husband in the world.

Paul is good at everything, it's just a shame he's not good for her anymore.

Sitting with his face toward the door, Owen was startled to see Theresa arrive, then greeted her with a smile on his face, "Three ......"

The word 'sister-in-law' didn't come out, Paul swept a cold look over his shoulder and Owen hastily changed his tone, "Theresa, what are you doing over here?"

Theresa held in a mouthful of atmospheric laughter as she walked in unsteadily, "Missed you! Came to visit."

"Don't! Three ......." Stealing a glance at Paul, Owen said, "Theresa, that's a joke I can't take."

Needless to say, it must have come to get him Paul.

It's been two years and they're used to it.

What was Paul thinking when he left such a beautiful daughter-in-law unattended at home?

Theresa was wearing a knee-length, V-necked little black dress tonight, with a waterfall of big black wavy hair falling in casual waves, each strand of hair exuding an irresistible aura.

When she came to the mahjong table with jade steps, those little girls in the room had already looked dumbfounded.

Be wowed.

Seeing that it was Theresa, Lillian let go of Paul's arm and got up to greet her, "Theresa."

Ignoring her, Theresa glanced at Paul's arm and Lillian hastened to explain, "Paul just won at cards and I'm happy for him, so ......"

Lillian didn't finish her words when Theresa raised her hand and pinched her wrist, "Lillian, if you ever touch him again, I'll chop off your hand."

"Theresa, listen to me ......" Lillian tightened her brow, "Theresa, it hurts, you're pinching me."

Lillian screamed, and Paul looked at Theresa coldly and cheerfully, "If you don't let go of her, I'm going to chop your hand off first."

At that moment, Lillian took the opportunity to break away from Theresa and take two small steps back, rubbing her wrist and reddening her eyes, "Paul."

Paul turned his face to look at her, his eyes unmoving, "What are you afraid of her for? Sit down."

The girl next to Owen, seeing that the atmosphere was off, asked Paul curiously, "Paul, who is this?"

Theresa Mist dispersed from around the gold-linked glasses on the bridge of his nose, and Paul tapped Theresa Grey sveltely, "Not recognizable."

The words fell out of his mouth and Owen and the rest of them froze.

Don't recognize it?

Obviously know each other and have known each other for 23 years.

This year, Theresa is exactly 23 years old.

Next to the mahjong table, Theresa was good-humored and amused.

Even so, she walked over to Paul and gently reminded, "It's 2:30, time to break up."

With the fragrant Theresa in his right hand, Paul remained civilized: "Self-touching thirteen."

As if, Theresa was a cloud of air.

Lillian, seeing the awkward atmosphere, stepped forward to round out the scene, "Theresa, it's in a man's nature to love to have fun, and Owen and the others are all there, so you don't really have to worry too much."

Theresa said in amusement, "Why don't you go ahead and get married and lend me your husband for a little while."

"......" Lillian was dumbfounded by her dislike.

After Theresa finished, she turned and walked over to Owen, tapping her fingers on the mahjong table and saying in a faint voice, "Owen, you're up."

Owen looked up, "Theresa, you want to play too?"

On the side, Sophie, who accompanied Theresa over to catch the adultery and hadn't said anything, suddenly let out a laugh and said, "What's the matter? Only men can play, women can't?"

With her handsome short hair and Japanese floral shirt, those who didn't know thought she was a man and Theresa's concubine.

After saying that, she looked at Theresa again, "Theresa, I heard the boys at this hotel club are nice, I'll give you a shout out to two of them."

Pulling out the chair Owen had let her have, Theresa sat down as if nothing had happened, "Yeah!"

Theresa finished and Paul's eyes finally landed on her face.

Theresa simply ignored it and played on Owen's card, "Three barrels."

It wasn't long before a couple of handsome lads were standing in the suite parlor when Sophie instructed the tallest and handsomest boy to go over and keep Theresa company.

The boy took the task and sat next to Theresa with a smile on his face, "Sis, I'm very prosperous, I'll sit next to you, you're sure to win money."

Theresa was happy, "Sis will give you a big red envelope when she wins."

As a matter of fact, after a few rounds of cards, Theresa is the only one who is winning, and the most damaging thing is that she doesn't play cards with other families, and as long as Paul is playing cards, she will let Paul release the rushes.

So right now, Paul's face is predictable.

At that moment, after another thirteen from Theresa, Paul snapped and smashed the mahjong in his hand.

A face so cold it almost froze the air around it.

Theresa didn't take it to heart, pushing mahjong into the shuffler and teasing with a smile, "Paul can't afford to lose! If you can't lose, go home and sleep!"

Theresa told him to go back to bed and Paul laughed, "Trying to sleep with me?Theresa, you're being whimsical."

As Paul finished, Lillian gave Theresa a cautious look and thought, Will they get a divorce this time?

Paul's taunted as Theresa handed her winnings to the boy next to her, "Here's a red packet for you from sis."

Theresa slipped over the cash and the boy took it excitedly, "Thanks sis"

In the room, the eyes of several other girls instantly lit up with envy.

After collecting Theresa's money, the boy suddenly blushed and said to Theresa, "Sis, I can make you happier, why don't I go with you tonight!"

After the boy said this, the scented Theresa in Owen's mouth snapped to the floor and several others looked up.

For a moment, the room was extraordinarily quiet, so quiet that a pin dropped on the floor could be heard.