Having made up her mind, Bella Scott pretended to have a weak leg. Edward Anderson, who was standing behind her, quickly supported her and lifted her up in a horizontal position. She took the opportunity to cling to his neck, quietly complaining, "It's all your fault for not being gentle."
Edward Anderson smiled, "It's my fault. You can punish me however you want."
"Put me down first, Kallie is still here. Don't let her laugh at us." Bella Scott gently pounded on Edward Anderson's chest and looked at Kallie.
Kallie's smile on her face was impeccable, but her clenched fists betrayed her inner turmoil and jealousy.
At this moment, perhaps Kallie wished that the woman Edward Anderson was carrying was her, right?
No matter what, as long as she was still Edward Anderson's wife, Kallie could only watch from afar. If Kallie made any move, then she would be the mistress who destroys other people's marriages, just like Anabelle Martin years ago.
Just acting, who doesn't know how to?
