C315 Maritime Proposal

Zhuang's mother turned around and looked at the man in the windbreaker. She was stunned.

"Old. . . Hubby?"

"How. . . How did you know it was me?"

The man slowly took off his hat and sunglasses.

This person was not her husband, at least that face did not belong to her husband.

"You. . . You are not my husband. "

"Wife, it's me. That fire burned my face. After I had plastic surgery