Mr. Burns Is Killing His Wife Chapter 1063: The Photo Sent by Leland
Winifred had spent a sleepless night alternating between curling up in bed with her phone and pacing back and forth in her room. Her phone was frequen
Mr. Burns Is Killing His Wife Chapter 1062: An Unexpected Call
Winifred ladled a small bowl of soup, and it was hard to tell from the pot whether she had actually consumed any. Garrison said, "You're still ill, yo
Mr. Burns Is Killing His Wife Chapter 1061: Miss Dawson, I Give You Three Days
Leland softened his tone. Having finally located Winifred, he certainly would not leave her any chance to escape. He could not afford to repeat past m
Mr. Burns Is Killing His Wife Chapter 1060: A Hundred Day Deadline
Winifred's eyes reddened with panic, and she dared not move in his embrace.
She opened her mouth, trying to divert the man's attention. "Have we met
Mr. Burns Is Killing His Wife Chapter 1059: His Cooking Stirred Familiar Feelings
Winifred ate her meal quietly, much like a rabbit, scooping the food with her spoon and chewing slowly from start to finish. It was a pleasure to watc
Mr. Burns Is Killing His Wife Chapter 1058: Feeding Winifred
"Do you dare, Winifred?" The man's icy gaze fixed on her, his lips curled with evident mockery.
She... of course, did not dare.
As if Leland had rea
Mr. Burns Is Killing His Wife Chapter 1057: An Uninvited Guest
Initially, how he had snatched her from Garrison's side was a feat. Trying the same method now, it seemed, would not be so simple.
Looking at the pho
Mr. Burns Is Killing His Wife Chapter 1056: First, Use the Children to Please Her
"Is Mom really as beautiful as she is in the portrait?" the eldest son asked, slightly touching Leland's heart. He raised his hand to pat the boy's ro
Mr. Burns Is Killing His Wife Chapter 1055: Your Mother Isn't Dead
"Wayne..." Shawn looked bewilderedly at the half bowl of bitter melon in front of him; he didn't like bitter melon either.
Wayne ignored Shawn's piti
Mr. Burns Is Killing His Wife Chapter 1054: How to Solve the Problem
"What are you keeping from me? Is it good or bad?"
Winifred's heart tightened, and she quickly explained, "Nothing, that's just a hypothetical. If I