President’s Secret Obsession With Ex-wife

Victoria slept straight through this nap until noon and woke up with a pain in her head and her cell phone vibrating like crazy, so she hurriedly pressed the answer button.

It was Ellie calling, in an anxious tone.

“Tori, I’ve called you a couple times and you haven’t answered, is something wrong with you? I was going to have your uncle come over and look for you.”

Victoria glanced at the missed calls, her aunt had called five times, so it was no wonder she was worried.

“I’m fine, I slept late last night and was too tired to hear it.”

Ellie sighed in relief, “So are you still going to visit your mom’s grave today?”

“Well, I’ve gotten up and washed up, so I’ll get a bouquet of flowers and head over there later.”

“I’ll have your uncle waiting outside where you live, so you can find him when you get up and ask him to drive you.”

Victoria hung up the phone, gathered herself in less than five minutes, and headed out the door to meet Jonathan.

Jonathan handed her the flowers he’d bought, “Your aunt said that you slept late last night, I’ll drive and you can take a nap on the passenger side.”

“Okay, thanks uncle.”

Victoria got into the passenger side and caught a very faint smell of gasoline on the tip of her nose; the car had been driven for years, and even with regular maintenance, the smell of gasoline and leather couldn’t be eliminated.

It was a rocky, bumpy ride to their destination.

She got out of the car with the flowers and found the plot.

Victoria came every year, sometimes a few days early or pushed back because things got delayed, but she knew her mom wouldn’t blame her for that.

Thinking about the recent pile of events at home, she was in a bad mood and wanted to talk to her mom about it.

But her uncle was waiting for her not far away, so it was hard to say anything more in return.

The grave had been briefly tended to, and she squat down to carefully clean it again.

When she was done, Victoria quietly rubbed her eyes and walked over to Jonathan.

“Uncle, let’s go.”

Jonathan was smoking a cigarette, saw her eyes were red, wanted to say something, but didn’t say anything, so he held the cigarette in one hand and patted her shoulder with the other.

As they were about to get into the car, they saw a motorcycle approaching from a distance with a man and a woman on it, and when it stopped in front of them, Alexia got out of the car and snatched the car keys out of Jonathan’s hand, angrily, “Don’t you know I’m going out with my friends today. I’ve already told you not to move the car during these three days but you didn’t listen. You guys can walk back by yourselves, my friends are still waiting for me.”

It’s the only car her uncle had, still used for years, but it cost over $200, 000 back in the day and was a lowly BMW.

Alexia needed the car to go out and fill up her face, saw it wasn’t there, and asked Ellie to find out it was being driven here.

Now she had the keys, got in the car, closed the door with a bang, hit the gas, and left in a cloud of dust.

Victoria frowned, “Uncle, are you and Auntie going to let her continue to do this to you?”

She had always known that Alexia was domineering in this family, but she never realized that she had become so bad.

In front of Victoria, Jonathan is pretty much disgraced.

What’s worse at the moment is that they’re left here, do they really have to walk back?

It’s so far from home, it could be a two-hour walk.

“Let you be aggravated, I … let my colleague come over to pick us up.”

Victoria meets an oddball like Alexia for the first time, selfish to the core, but with Jonathan and Ellie being so tolerant, she can’t say anything as a junior.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

It’s nothing more than the fact that they have always felt indebted to Alexia because of what happened to Victoria’s cousin.

“I’m fine, I just feel unworthy for you, she hasn’t worked all these years, you give her your monthly salary, no one knows where she spends it, and she yells at you at home, if my mom knew …”

At that, she fell silent for a moment and said no more, slowly walking down the way she had come.

Jonathan, like a child being admonished, followed with stiff hands and feet.

A car horn sounded not far away, and then two cars stopped in front of them.

Adler Ashton opens the window and sees Jonathan, “Don’t you guys even drive when you come to visit graves?”

Jonathan was quick to explain, “The car was taken, Adler, give us a little ride.”

Adler glanced with some difficulty at the backseat, where sat the two valued guests responsible for the development of Hopmeadow Downs.

The two people in charge were easygoing when they saw this, “Come on up, but there’s only room for one more in the car, tell your girl to ask the car in front of you if she can get in.”

There were only two people in that car, and no one else dared to sit in it.

Victoria had recognized the car in front as Nick’s.

Is Nick the owner who is coming to Hopmeadow Downs to develop tourism?

She went to the car window and knocked politely.

“Mr. Andrews, I’m in trouble. Can you give me a ride?”