Of the Adela stories I have ever read, perhaps the most impressive one is My Waste Husband. The story is too good, leaving me with many doubts. Currently, the manga has been translated to Chapter 484. Let's read the author's My Waste Husband Adela story right here.
Sylvia didn't hate Henry. She just wanted to distance herself from Henry.
The plane took off.
Sylvia sat at the window seat. After flying for a while on the plane, Sylvia constantly felt a little strange. As soon as she turned her head, she saw Henry staring straight at her.
"Why are you looking at me?" Sylvia pretended to be unhappy.
"Ah?" Henry looked puzzled. "I'm looking at the clouds outside."
Even children wouldn't believe this kind of trick.
Sylvia simply picked up the eye mask and put it on, leaning against the seat to take a nap.
The plane was gliding in the sky, the sky was blue and white clouds flashed by.
Sylvia was wearing headphones, and the soft music was playing which made her feel relaxed.
Sylvia let out a long sigh of relief. In the past few days, she had been busy with all kinds of social activities every day and felt very tired. She had not been as relaxed as she was now for a long time.
Before taking off, Sylvia deliberately contacted Milan, who was in Paris at this moment. The two girls had agreed to have a French-style dinner together in the evening.
Sylvia was going to relax. When she rested for a while, she felt a head falling on her shoulder. Sylvia didn't even have to look at it. She knew who this head belonged to.
At this moment, Henry was making a faint noise and leaning against Sylvia. He had fallen asleep.
Sylvia took off her eye mask and reached out to wake Henry up. But when she saw Henry's faint smile, her hand, which was about to hit Henry, stopped in the air.
Sylvia suddenly realized. Where did he stay last night? All the rooms in the hotel were full. He came there as her husband. Did he sit in that pavilion all night yesterday?
At the thought of this, Sylvia felt a twinge of pain in her heart.
Sylvia put down her raised hand slowly and adjusted her sitting posture carefully, which could make Henry more comfortable and sleep more comfortably.
Sylvia put on her eye mask again, but took off her headphones. The man's breathing was even. For her, it was the most pleasant sound in the world. Perhaps, she could no longer hear it after this trip back to France. Such a sound made her feel at ease.
Gradually, Sylvia also fell asleep.
For some people, ten hours passed fast as long as they were sleeping, but some people couldn't fall asleep. They felt that these ten hours were exceptionally boring and painful.
When Sylvia opened her eyes, the scenery outside the window was still blue sky and white clouds. There was no change.
Sylvia looked at the watch on her wrist and was shocked. It had been more than six hours since they took off. The plane would land in Paris in three hours.
Sylvia felt a little numb on her shoulder. She turned her head and found that Henry was still sleeping on her shoulder.
Suddenly, Henry's head slid forward from Sylvia's shoulder and fell in front of Sylvia, right on her breasts.
Henry smiled and leaned on the seat happily without saying a word.
Sylvia rolled her eyes. She was really not angry with Henry. She should have let him enjoy a bit. No matter what, she was still his wife now.
Three hours passed in a wobbly manner. The plane flew over the Paris Airport and gradually landed.
It was eleven o'clock in the evening in China. In France, it was about five o'clock in the afternoon.
Some people fell asleep immediately after leaving the capital. They didn't feel anything, but some people didn't sleep all the way. They had been bored for a long time. Now when the plane stopped, they couldn't wait to rush off the plane.
Many disciples of well-known families had a high status and a rich family background, but they had never gone out of the family. Once they graduated, they would return to well-known families, such as the Zhu family. Those disciples even lived in the manor. If there were no special circumstances, they seldomly left the manor.
After all, among the ancient kungfu families, strength was the most important. Such different values led to different living style.
Now, some people couldn't wait to rush out of the plane and appreciate the romantic French style.
It was also the first time for Sylvia to come to Paris. She was also very curious about everything here. She wanted to see what kind of city Milan had lived in and what it was like.
"Ah, Paris." Henry stretched and got off the plane looking at the sky outside. He had not been to this city for a while.
After the plane landed, the people of the Ji family had already arranged a car. In France, the Ji family had its own business. When the people of the major aristocratic families came here, they still lived in the hotel of the Ji family.
Tonight, they were just staying here. Tomorrow morning, all the underground forces in the world would gather together, and then all of them would go to the Holy Land of the underground world, Radiant Island!
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