All Chapters of Loving A Stranger: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Kylie blinked, her face full of puzzlement. “What? A professional killer?!”“Last night, you said you wanted to hire a professional killer,” Ethan said. Kylie almost fell down from her chair. Had she really said that last night? She must have been drunk and

Kylie didn’t know what to say. Ethan squinted, to understand her expression—which had switched to unpredictable, then back to normal.“Even if we’re in a fake marriage, you’re still Mrs. Parker. It’s quite reasonable that I treat you well.&rdquo

Lord Ethan pushed the door open and came in. “Did you win the lottery?”Kylie held Pupu, who was confused about no longer being able to touch the ground. “Pretty close,” Kylie replied. “Director Johnson just told me that I haven’t been replaced

Aiden’s complexion became dull. After a few seconds, he quickly responded: “Do you really think it’s an accident that he met you in front of the coffee shop that day? He had just been at the airport, so he wouldn’t have passed that way!”The car stopp

Thinking about this, Taylor snorted and said: “You also don’t want Ethan to misunderstand, and think you’re having an affair with another man, right? It’s better to delete the photo. I’m going to play cards. I’m not in the mood to talk with you anymore. Let’s go, Khloe.”

Assuming that he was thinking negative thoughts about her lack of ladylike manners, she stuffed her mouth with rice, then straightened her back, and ate more slowly.She began to take a smaller amount of food, pass it into her mouth with slow decorum, and even chewed it consciousl

“Good observation.” Ethan’s low voice suddenly became cold. Although there was no superfluous expression on his face, Kylie could see right through him; he was unpleasant.

Eventually, Kylie was driven from the kitchen.She stood in the living room for a while before gaining the courage to go upstairs. She knocked on the door to his study.

He was like a beast who had escaped from hell, ferocious, and terrifying. His claws could easily tear his prey into pieces.Instead, he was merely playing with his prey; everything was under control.

It’s not that he was against sharing, just that Nate wasn’t a serious enough person to understand his troubles. After all, he was just a playboy.But Nate, who wasn’t disturbed by much, advised his friend: “I suggest you go see a doctor, to see if you&rsquo