The president's seventh bride

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?"

"I may not be able to

"What do you mean?"

eyes slowly fixed on Carlos' private parts. Carlos immediately understood and his face darkened, "If you dare talk nonsense, I will

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

you. Instead, I will torture you slowly. What I am

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

the servants had prepared dinner. It was three hours later than usual. Carlos pulled out his chair and sat down. Mrs. Sara glared

"Yes, madam."

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

"It must be my brother who just said something to her. She was

you sure you want to defend that

woman! Isn't that

granted and replied, "So what? She is my wife but I

be loquacious, go and bring her down for