Kapitel 1785: Can I Eat The Goats Again?

Mag knew that if you walked by the river frequently, your shoes were bound to get wet. However, he never thought that his retribution would come so quickly.

He looked at the photostone in his hand with his brows tightly knitted together.

Explain?

Women never needed explanation. They only believed what they saw.

"You can keep it. I don't have a wife anyway." Mag looked at Camilla with a smile.

"You…" Camilla glared at him. She did not think that someone so shameless actually existed.

"There are already very few helpful men like me. If you would like to use this to apply for the title of a good Samaritan for me, please hand it to the city lord's castle on my behalf," Mag said with a smile.

"I will not hand it to the city lord's castle. I will hand it to Miss Gloria." Camilla kept the photostone and smiled. "I want to let her see clearly what kind of hypocrite you are."