Dorothy brushed away his hand and met his gaze expressionlessly.
In his cold eyes, she could even see him looking at her tenderly with a smile.
But she knew it was fake.
It was just a show in front of Tyrell on purpose!
“Indeed, I did marry Mr. Lambert of my own free will,” Dorothy said, raising her chin and arching an eyebrow with a smile. “This marriage could be made, and unmade, couldn’t it?”
The divorce agreement lawyer has been sent to the Lambert Group.
He must have seen it too, right?
The smile in Dwayne’s eyes disappeared, staring at her, as if speculating on her authenticity.
The neighbor next door went out to take out the trash and saw this scene, rubbed his eyes, and shouted, “Hey! Dorothy, who are these two handsome guys?”
The moment the argument broke out, a few neighbors gathered outside the big courtyard, “A handsome young man? Dorothy?”
“Didn’t Dorothy get married? Is it Dorothy’s husband?”
Dorothy couldn’t break free from Dwayne’s shackles, so she gave up.
Let the neighbors see, see!
She’s not the one who lost face anyway.
Maybe Dwayne felt embarrassed and left on his own in a while.
Gianna came back with groceries and, as she entered the yard and saw Dwayne, her smile froze on her face.
The neighbor also came up and said, “Arju, didn’t you always say that your daughter got married to Bryson? Which one is your daughter’s husband?”
Gianna pursed her lips, almost reluctantly facing this scene, she harbored resentment towards Dwayne in her heart.
Without waiting for Gianna to answer, Dwayne put his arm around Dorothy’s shoulder and said, “I am Dottie’s husband.”
The neighbors looked admiringly at Dwayne, all envious of Gianna, having such a handsome son–in–law.
Amidst the neighbors‘ chatter of envy, Gianna showed no signs of joy from beginning to end.
Dorothy was the same.
