Queen Revenge

The day of the New Year’s Eve.

Heavy snow was flying.

Jane Hasis went to the hospital early to see Bella Hill, I gave the maids a vacation as well, and the house seemed extraordinarily cold.

Looking at the time, I took a black down coat from the closet and put it on, and took a taxi to the Richter family.

I promised Sweetheart that I would spend the New Year’s Eve with her, and Walker Richter also sent me a message asking when I would be there.

Walker Richter also sent me a message asking when I would be there. The Richter family is not as lively as last year.

Tina Deross is no more, Qi Ben broke the relationship with the Richter family after the unknown, their daughter Miley was Joyce Parvis also picked up, Nancy Richter died, Mr. Richter’s mother had a stroke, the former lively the Richter family Mr. Richter’s mother had a stroke, and the Richter family, which used to be so lively, became very cold and quiet all of a sudden, with no New Year’s atmosphere at all.

I stood at the door of the Richter family, looking at the yard covered with thick snow, my heart suddenly mixed feelings.

The maid opened the door, “Miss Alva is here.”

“Well, is SWEETHEART up yet?” I looked upstairs.

“Not yet, it’s cold, stayed in bed and didn’t want to get up, mister went to the room himself to tell her to get up.”

Once I heard that Walker Richter was in sweetheart’s room, I didn’t go upstairs, I sat in the living room and waited for a while, a smell of Chinese medicine wafted out from the kitchen, I asked the maid, “Is it frying Chinese medicine? For who to drink?”

“For the old lady, this is the Chinese medicine prescribed by Mr. Huang, saying it will help her condition.”

Few strokes can still be cured, and Mr. Richter’s mother’s stroke was still caused by poisoning, and with her age, she was lucky to get her life back.

The maid brought out the Chinese medicine, I got up and said, “Let me do it.”

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The maid said, “The old lady has some trouble taking the medicine, so you need to be patient.”

“I know.” I carried the Chinese medicine into Mr. Richter’s mother’s room, because of the long period of time she took the medicine, the room was filled with a strong smell of medicine that did not dissipate for a long time.

The weather was too cold, the room was heated, and Mr. Richter’s mother was lying on the bed asleep.

I eased my footsteps, put the medicine on the bedside table, and walked to the window to pull the curtains halfway open, letting in the outside light.

I turned around only to see Mr. Richter’s mother already awake, her eyes open just looking at me silently, her crooked features unable to make even a basic expression, tears in her eyes when she saw me, her eyes blinking as they slipped from the corners of her eyes.

“Old Lady.” I rushed over.

Mr. Richter’s mother suddenly burst into old tears and became agitated, her crooked mouth made a mumbling sound, trying to speak but unable to do so, and her stiff hands kept shaking.

I took hold of her hand: “Old lady, let me rock the bed up a little for you.”

Mr. Richter’s mother’s bed was specially made to be raised and lowered.

I swung the bed up a bit, and took a pillow to cushion Mr. Richter’s mother’s back, and carried the medicine to feed her one small bite at a time.

Mr. Richter’s mother’s emotions slowly calmed down, a pair of brown eyes kept staring at me, and her trembling hand kept grasping the corner of my coat, afraid that I would leave.

The old lady’s mouth was askew, and she was shaking all the time, so she couldn’t swallow the medicine once it was fed to her, and it directly spilled out from the corners of her mouth, making her mouth full of it, and the stains of the medicine flowed down to her neck.

Seeing Mr. Richter’s mother like this made my heart ache.

She used to be such a proud and clean person, but now she was like a child who couldn’t take care of herself and had to rely on others to take care of her food and drink.

I don’t know how Mr. Richter’s mother came to terms with all this, but the process must have been torturous.

A small bowl of medicine is usually consumed in one or two gulps, but I fed Mr. Richter’s mother for more than half an hour.

After feeding the medicine, I wiped Mr. Richter’s mother’s face and body, and when I was done, I turned around and saw Walker Richter standing behind me.

“Good work.”

Mr. Richter’s mother fell asleep, Walker Richter tucked Mr. Richter’s mother back under the covers and gestured for me to go out and talk.

As soon as I got up I realized that the old lady had been tugging at my coat.

I looked at Walker Richter, who said nothing and broke Mr. Richter’s mother’s hand, and the corner of my coat slipped out of the old lady’s hand.

After I walked out with Walker Richter, he said, “Grandma always liked you.”

There was emotion in his tone.

He propped his hands on the balcony handrail railing and looked around the luxurious villa, “This year’s Spring Festival is a bit cold.”

Charles Richter is also not at home, I just asked the maid, Charles Richter has not been back for a long time, such a big New Year’s Day, there is no shadow, I do not know where to go.

I stood at his side, looking at the large living room, remembering the episode of the first time I came here, as if it was just yesterday.

Charles Richter and Qi Ben just sitting on the sofa and chatting, the living room next to a piano, Miley sitting in front of the piano to play the piano, Nancy Richter snuggled Mr. Richter’s mother, Fin Wilson quiet and dignified to listen to everyone talking and laughing, I sat with Walker Richter. I was sitting with Walker Richter, kind of on pins and needles.

But now that I look back, all that remains is endless sighing.

“Mommy, do you see how pretty I look today?”

SWEETHEART runs toward me in her new dress.

“Pretty, my daughter is the prettiest.”

I bent down and scratched sweetheart’s nose.

This year’s Chinese New Year, we were the only family left, and Fin Wilson wasn’t there, so I couldn’t help but ask curiously, “Why aren’t your… mom and dad here?”

Walker Richter was honest and sneered, “He’s gone to see Joyce Parvis, and my mom went to the temple to pray and won’t be back until this afternoon.”

Charles Richter looking for Joyce Parvis?

That surprised me.

I have never seen how much love, otherwise would not have divorced to marry Fin Wilson, and now Joyce Parvis born son is not his, he is chasing after backward to stick up.

About Qi Ben and the Richter family feud, I also just heard Qi Ben said some, is true or false, I do not know.

“That … old lady really harmed Qi Ben’s father?” I hesitantly asked, “What’s going on with all this?”

“Grandma never harmed anyone anyone.” Walker Richter turned around, back against the railing, long, deep gaze at me for a split second: “That all is just Joyce Parvis made up to cheat Qi Ben, Qi Ben’s father wanted to pull my father into the partnership that year, was Grandma knew, repeatedly persuade him, the other side did not listen to it, and finally owed a lot of debt, Qi Ben’s After his father’s death, Joyce Parvis married my father, and Qi Ben’s father’s death, Joyce Parvis blamed on Grandma, Qi Ben so hate Grandma, hate the Richter family.”

This version was nothing like what I had heard before.

I looked at Walker Richter in a daze, “This is deep water, why would Joyce Parvis hide it and lie to Ki Ben, wouldn’t she be harming her own son by doing so?”

I recalled the previous incident at the construction site, Joyce Parvis sent something to Qi Ben, words very heartbroken Qi Ben, mouth to mouth let Qi Ben with the Richter family to admit their faults, live a good life it.

She loves Ki Ben, how could she pit her own son and plant the seed of hate in Ki Ben’s heart.

“That would be something to ask Joyce Parvis.” Walker Richter snorted lightly and said something meaningful, “Human desire is a giant pit that can never be filled.”

“Walker Richter…”

I was in the middle of opening my mouth when the cell phone in my bag suddenly rang, it was Hilli calling.

She called me on New Year’s Eve for nothing more than that personal matter.

I didn’t want to answer, but I was afraid that she would keep calling, so I answered.

As soon as the phone was connected, Hill Yi’s voice with a crying tone came out, “Alva, you quickly come ah, Nancheng he wants to kill dad, he’s crazy.”