The Proxy Bride of the Billionaire Chapter 589

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Chapter 589

Holden took another cigarette, and then spit out a faint puff of smoke from his mouth. The smell of nicotine did not numb the gloom and irritability in his heart. He was full of Elena’s beautiful face with the palm of her hand. What is she doing in the room with Mr. Xuven now?

After pinching the cigarette butt at his fingertips in the ashtray, Holden turned around and left.

Smith quickly followed, and whispered, “Young Master, let Rumsey take care of this trifle. I will let the military officer Miss Xia steal it, and then wash the incense and deliver it to your quilt.”

Holden paused, and a cold word overflowed from his thin l!ps, “Go!”

“…”

Young Master, just hold it, one day you will let Rumsey do this!

Holden went out of the room door and came to the next door.

She was in the next room, separated by a wall between the two. If she made some movement and resisted and struggled, he would go in and rescue her as soon as possible.

But he waited in the room, and there was no movement.

He could see that she and Xuven were old acquaintances, but he didn’t know how she was related to Xuven.

Holden came to the next room. He stood at the door and quickly heard an abnormal noise inside.

The big bed inside was squeaking, and Elena’s clear voice had become coquettish and soft, “Xuwen, slow down…you hurt me….”

Soon, Xuven’s heavy gasping sound also came, “Ugly girl, don’t move around… Elena…”

Holden’s tall body suddenly stiffened, and the corners of his narrow eyes were instantly covered with a terrible scarlet. He tugged his fists, tugging his knuckles with a choke.

She and Xuven are inside

How dare she!

Holden immediately put on the doorknob and wanted to kick the door open with a kick, but his handsome eyelids were quickly closed, and he restrained the hideous panting of his chest to prevent himself from making any noise.

Didn’t he always know what kind of girl she was? How could he still have illusions about her?

The blue veins on Holden’s forehead were violent, he hated her, he hated her, she could go with any kind of man to bed.

But he hated himself even more, because he sent himself to the door to humiliate her and let her trample, and now he is standing here listening to her cry. The sound of bed, he really gave up!

Holden was unwilling to turn himself into a “shrew”, leaving quietly now was the greatest pride and dignity he left for her.

From now on, he will never be fooled by her again!

Holden turned and left.

In the luxurious room, Xuven was lying on the bed alone, his cheeks flushed, and he was already in the fragrance of Elena.

Elena sat on the edge of the bed, stomping on the bed with her feet, and making the bed make that kind of heart-pounding squeaking noise. She even pretended to yell a few times to pretend to be fake.

Soon Mr. Xuven on the bed groaned and fell asleep.

Finally dealt with this person, Elena quickly got up and left here.

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