The lust of My Husband (Juliana and Benson) novel Chapter 597

Just when Hou Chaosi was about to suffocate, the door slammed and was kicked in.

The man angrily scolded: "Hey, who..."

Before the man finished scolding, he was kicked away.

The two men got into a fight. It was obvious that the man was no match for Timothy Greene at all, and he was soon knocked to the ground.

Hou Chaosi curled up by the bed, his eyes wide open, and looked at Timothy Greene, who was in the dim light, but dazzled like a radiant light.

"Whoo."

He came back anyway. He came to save her.

She was finally saved.

...

Juliana Lewis ran all the way to the hotel, and then went directly to the charity party, but he didn't see Hou Chaosi.

She doesn't know which room Hou Chaosi is in.

There should have been a lot of media reporters at the charity party, but at this time, there were not many reporters at all in the banquet hall.

And Juliana Lewis is even more afraid to go to war to find someone.

Otherwise, Hou Chaosi will make headlines in major news pages in a short time, and the second injury is far more fatal than the first injury.

Juliana Lewis was in a hurry, but he was calm.

Juliana Lewis grabbed the waiter and asked, "Is the charity party over?"

Waiter: "No, but just now a guest heard that someone seemed to shout fire, so he evacuated for safety reasons."

Juliana Lewis frowned. "But I didn't see anyone going down."

Waiter: "It's just like it. They went to the 15th floor, and those media reporters didn't want to die for the headlines. They all ran over.

Fifteenth floor, media reporter.

Juliana Lewis simply wondered if these people's brains stank and why they always liked to destroy a woman in this way.

Juliana Lewis looked at Wendy Johnson's gentle smile and was very generous.

But Juliana Lewis won't believe Wendy Johnson, and even this reporter's interview is directed at Hou Chaosi.

If Hou Chaosi was infringed, he was photographed by such a multimedia reporter.

The consequences are unimaginable.

Wendy Johnson is really vicious!

Juliana Lewis's eyes were cold: "No need."

Wendy Johnson nodded slightly, and then left with the media reporter.

After a few steps, Wendy Johnson heard a cry from behind.

And then tore it.

Wendy Johnson's dress was suddenly pulled off, leaving only a thin chest sticker and a pair of small-print trousers...