The wine fragrance, along with a girl's unique aura, pounced towards his ears.
Hilla covered her lips and smiled, like a shy cat. She waved her hands and pouted. Then, she hugged his arm and whispered, "Did you know? I got married!"
He was not curious about that she got married. As her husband, wasn't he supposed to know about it?
Bruce pursed his lips and said, "Yes, I know!"
"How do you know? Don't tell anyone. I've sold myself to him. It's not good if others know about it."
"Why do you say that?"
Seeing her shaking her head, Bruce reached out to hold her head, and his gaze fell on Hilla's face.
Hilla blinked her eyes. The figures in front of her overlapped each other after she got drunk. She seemed to be floating in the air and moving uncontrollably.
Looking into the man's eyes, Hilla laughed and said, "I can't let anyone know that I'm married so that no one will know if I'm divorced in the future. Do you think I'm smart?"
"You still want a divorce?"
