Chapter 288 The Bitter Reality Of Coffee

• Michael had showered me with so much love these days that I could not help but think of this period as the most blissful time of my life.
• I had just set foot beyond the main gates of our development when a black Mercedes-Benz drove up to me and stopped, blocking my path.
• I frowned slightly, displeased at the driver's manners. Since I was in an excellent mood, I decided to let it go and walk around the car. Suddenly, the back window of the car was lowered. I was Josephine inside the car.