251: These two have a chat while playing ball, does President Robinson know?_3

"What if I told you that I secured the airline to give it to you?"

Clatter —— Amelia Cobb's spoon fell on the edge of the bowl, making a noise.

She looked at Christopher Robinson in shock: "Give it to me?"

The man nodded firmly.

"Why?" Amelia asked.

She had seen too many calculating couples on her journey, but it was the first time she had come across someone like Christopher.

"Because you are my wife, and I am your husband. Because I want those who trampled on you to be trampled under your feet. Don't you want to get back at Yvonne Jones? Is there a more pleasant way than this?"

Christopher Robinson looked at her and spoke word by word.

Amelia's fingertips trembled slightly.

"I do want to get back at Yvonne, but you don't have to deliberately give me the airline."

"No, no, no," the man shook his head repeatedly: "It's not deliberate for a husband to give a gift to his wife."