My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict

Chapter 2607

Chapter 2607

She looked intently at the woman in front of her. No one could

tell which one of them was right.

However, if Kyla meant what she said, it was just another

three months.

“I hope you’ll keep your word,” Mrs. Weiss said in the end.

Kyla’s eyes darkened slightly. Mrs. Weiss was hoping she would sign the divorce papers in three months.

Yes. In her opinion, she was only a woman who kept hurting

her son.

“I will,” said Kyla.

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However, she saw Martin Weiss standing at the entrance of the living room as soon as she turned around. She had

no idea how much of her and Mrs. Weiss’s conversation Martin

Weiss heard.

“Mother, I told you to stay out of things between her and me!” Martin Weiss said coldly. Then, he walked up to Kyla

and

grabbed Kyla’s wrist to lead her away.

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However, he felt Kyla stumble. She nearly fell after he had just

taken a few steps.

He frowned and noticed that something was wrong with her

foot.

“What happened to your foot?” he asked..

“I slipped down the stairs and twisted my ankle,” said Kyla.

Martin Weiss frowned before suddenly leaning over. He lifted Kyla’s pant leg to check her ankle.

“I’m sorry. I’ll walk a little slower…” Her words were barely out of her mouth when he suddenly picked her up in his

arms.

Kyla lay almost motionless against Martin Weiss’s chest, unable to believe that he would pick her up.

However, Martin Weiss did not wait for her reaction. He carried her toward the mansion gate.

Mrs. Weiss stared at the scene until the two figures were out of sight before muttering, “Ill fate! Three months

later… What

then?”

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Mrs. Weiss stared blankly at the scene until the two figures were out of sight. She mumbled, “How unlucky! Three

months later… What will happen… in three months?”

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‘Will my son still be willing to divorce Kyla by then?’ Mrs. Weiss was unconfident.

Kyla finally gained her senses when Martin Weiss carried her into the car. “Is your wound okay? Is it okay to carry

me like this? Will it burst open?”

She said as her hands reached for his clothes as if to take them off to take a closer look at his wound.

However, he grabbed her hands before she could touch the buttons of his clothes.