Chapter 476


    "Mr. Moore." Lucille heard the sound of the door opening and she immediately stood up.


    The door was opened, and a strong smell of alcohol swept over.


    "Why did you drink so much wine?"


    Lucille saw Franklin, who fell to the ground as soon as he came in, and quickly went over to help him.


    "Oh, why did you ask me toe back?"


    When Franklin spoke, his breath reeked of alcohol and he could not speak clearly. Because he was


    drunk, his body seemed to be heavier. When he saw Lucilleing to help him, he unceremoniously


    pressed all his weight on her.


    "Let''s talk about itter. I''ll help you change your clothes first."


    Lucille knew that they would not be able to talk to each other when Franklin was in this state.


    She used all her strength to help him to the master bedroom and threw him on the bed.


    The bedroom''s light was on. Under the orange light, she noticed around four colors of lipsticks on the


    man''s shirt, and she could also catch a whiff of a strong perfume scent of him.


    Lucille felt inexplicably wronged when she helped him unbutton his shirt. He was obviously her


    husband, but his body was full of the scent of other women, and she could not evenin.


    Franklin could feel her actions. He opened his eyes and saw a teardrop sliding down the woman''s


    cheek.


    All of a sudden, he felt irritated!


    "What are you crying for? Do you me me for loving other women and not you?"


    Franklin did not care about what Lucille thought. He raised his hand, grabbed her arm and pulled her to


    the bed.


    "What?"


    "Come on, let me love you," Franklin said.


    "No... Mr. Moore, can we talk?"


    "Talk? Don''t you think it''s toote to talk now?" He asked.


    "No... Mr. Moore, you, you don''t remember me, do you?"


    Even though she knew he waspletely drunk, Lucille wanted to tell him who she was. She


    fantasized that if Franklin knew who she was, maybe his attitude towards her would bepletely


    different.


    "Do you think that I drank too much? Don''t be afraid, no matter how much I drink, I would still


    remember the woman who forced herself on me in order to cheat my money." Franklin did not care if


    his words stabbed Lucille''s heart at all.


    "No..." Lucille did not expect Franklin to say this. "I am Little Dumb. Don''t you remember? When we


    were 13 years old, that Little Dumb?"


    When Lucille mentioned something about ''Little Dumb'', he did not have time to think about it. He


    leaned down and said, "Little Dumb? Let me cure you today."


    "It''s not like that... Um..."


    Without waiting for Lucille to say anything, the man''s kiss hadpletely sealed her lips.


    When he felt that it was about time, he wanted to proceed to the next step. However, soon after,


    Franklin discovered that it was challenging...


    He raised his head and looked at Lucille in front of him, whose face was as red as blood. He narrowed


    his eyes and asked, "Is this your first time?"


    "Well..." Lucille nodded shyly.


    "Oh." When Franklin heard this, he smiled scornfully. "In order to cheat my money, the Jules family had


    really paid a high price."


    The next day, Franklin woke up veryte because of the drunken night.


    When he woke up, he was the only one on the bed.


    Franklinid on the bed and looked at the strange environment for a while. Soon after, he realized that


    it was his marital room.


    After he got married, he had never stepped foot in that room before.


    Franklin took a look at his watch that was beside the bed. It was almost nine o''clock. His first reaction


    was that there were no change of clothes in this room, therefore he needed to go home to change his


    clothes first.


    However, when Franklin went over to the sofa to retrieve his clothes, he saw that there was a new suit


    and pants on the sofa, with a pair of obsidian cufflink on the coffee table next to him. The things from


    his pants were in the pants pocket.


    He had never worn that suit before, but he liked the style.


    Franklin was stunned, but he quickly put on the suit.


    When the cufflinks were buttoned up, he saw some red stains on the white sheet on the bed.


    His heart, which had not been disturbed by any women for a long time, was particrly annoyed at that


    moment.


    After Franklin was dressed, he went downstairs. As he was about to go out, he was stopped by


    someone behind him, "Mr. Moore, let''s have breakfast before you go."


    It was Lucille. Although they had been married for so long, she had always called him Mr. Moore.


    She did not dare to cross the line.


    Franklin turned his head and looked at her, who wore a style of skirt which he disliked the most. After a


    moment of hesitation, he sat down.


    "I will allow you to upy the position as Mrs. Moore for a while longer." Franklin took a sip of the soup


    and paused for a moment before continuing, "If I find out that your family had used your name to


    borrow money, then you will have to leave."


    As a couple, when one party borrowed money, the couple must repay the debt together, regardless of


    whether they were divorced or not.


    In other words, as long as the Jules family borrowed money using her identity, Franklin would need to


    repay the debt together with her.


    Lucille was very nervous when she heard what he said. She thought about what Alma and Natasha


    mentioned the day before, and she knew that they would borrow money again sooner orter.


    Instead of letting Franklin find out about it from others, it was better to tell him herself.


    She looked at Franklin, who drank the bowl of soup bit by bit, and asked carefully, "Do you need


    another bowl?"


    "Okay." Franklin agreed almost without thinking.


    He found that the taste of the soup made by Lucille was just right, and it suited his taste very well.


    When she heard Franklin say yes, she was a little excited. She quickly took his bowl and went to the


    kitchen to get a refill for him.


    They had been married for two months and that day was probably the happiest day of her life.


    Franklin sipped on his soup bit by bit. He looked at the time, got up and was about to leave when he


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    was stopped by Lucille.


    "Mr. Moore, let''s... divorce."


    When Lucille said these words, her heart seemed to be weighed down by a thousandton weight, and


    she could not breathe.


    However, she knew that even if she was nostalgic and was reluctant to give up, she must say it for


    Franklin''s sake.