Chapter 147

After saying that, she directly lifted the quilt on her body, got out of bed and went to the bathroom barefoot. Jeremy stood there and stared at Simona's back, lost in thought for a long time. He seemed to see Simona many years ago. She was cold and arrogant, but she didn't seem to be. "Miss Flores, did you stay with this gentleman the whole night last night?" "Miss Flores, are you going to divorce Mr Tyrone?" "Sir, someone said that you grew up with Mr Tyrone, not that the wife of a friend can't be bullied --" "Miss Flores, have you read the news that Mr Tyrone and a famous beautiful designer went out of the hotel together last night half an hour after you left? Do you have any idea about it?" "Fuck off! If you don't want to go to court, just fuck off!" Just as the two walked out of the hotel, those reporters swarmed up. Compared with the panic and helplessness of Simona last night, she was much better today. She just stood there and looked at the reporters. She frowned sligh