Chapter 107 :She Is My Wife
Conor had a smug look on his face. His patience had finally paid off.
Stacey clenched her teeth, "Just you wait!"
"Oh, I'll be waiting for whatever you've got, sweetheart." Conor's lips brushed her ear, his voice a low whisper, "But for now, let's deal with the bastard."
Stacey was fuming. Who did he think she was? A pet? She was no pushover!
Matthew's face turned dark. "Conor, are you trying to provoke me?"
Conor scoffed, "How is it a provocation to kiss my own woman? Or are you just upset because you're not the one getting attention?"
Matthew narrowed his eyes, "You've got some nerve!"
Conor, smirking, replied, "Yep, I certainly do. Unlike you."
Matthew was fuming. If he could, he would have shot Conor.
"Let's go!" Matthew spat out, "Stacey, you brought this on yourself. Don't blame me when I show no mercy. Remember, I gave you a chance."
Stacey laughed coldly, her long hair flowing down like a waterfall, her eyes still sparkling despite her disguise. Her voice had a cold e
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