Diana looked at me speechlessly, “Why not call Dennis directly? Why do you always make things more complicated?”
I was more speechless, “He was drunk when I left the villa and I thought he had fallen asleep, so I called Mario. But I never expected…”
Never expected that Dennis would answer this call.
Half an hour later, Dennis amongst a crowd showed up in the police station. With a vacant expression and impressive figure, just standing there made himself a picture.
Besides, the reports about him can be seen every day on the headlines of financial news, so the workers in the police station all stepped forward to say hi.
Seeing this, Diana rubbed my shoulder, “I can understand why you are so obsessed with him. He is really outstanding and every woman wants to be Mrs. George. Not to mention that you share a bed with him every day.”
I rolled my eyes at her. She just advised me to have a divorce, but now…
Women were really capable of change.