Queen Revenge

Fiona Croix originally meant to say that Ulysses Will was in the hospital.

I quickly pulled my eyes back from Ulysses Will, as if I hadn’t seen such a person.

Ulysses Will puts the examination report in his hand on the table and says to Fiona Croix, “The director says you’re recovering all right, so I’ve got some business to attend to, so I’ll leave you to it.”

With that drop, Ulysses Will was really gone.

Two people who once talked about everything are now strangers.

Listening to Ulysses Will’s distant footsteps, I was inexplicably annoyed, and Fiona Croix shook my arm, [You’re not going to go after it?

“I have nothing more to say to him.”

[Alva, I think you guys must have some kind of misunderstanding, I think Ulysses Will he …]

“Fiona, I don’t want to talk to you about this man.”

Fiona Croix heard the displeasure in my tone and said no more.

I didn’t mean to get angry with her and regretted it very much when the words left my mouth, “Fiona, I’m sorry.”

[It’s okay.] Fiona Croix smiled, [I understand how you feel, let’s not talk about things that are upsetting today.]

I hadn’t been in the hospital long when Mr. Richter’s mother called and I had to go back first.

Tina Deross’s room had been cleaned by the maids, and the old lady still found out what was going on, called me into the room, and asked me, “Did Ben make another move on Tina Deross today?”

The word “again” indicates that Mr. Richter’s mother has known for a long time that Ben Richter was domestically abusing Tina Deross, and not just once or twice.

I nodded, “Uh-huh.”

“So how’s Tina Deross doing now?”

I thought of Tina Deross after her abortion and pursed my lips, “It’s okay.”

Mr. Richter’s mother sighed with anger on her face, but stopped saying anything and told me to go to my room and rest.

That night, Ben Richter did not return and Walker Richter returned later than usual.

the Richter family The atmosphere of the old mansion became a little heavy tonight, at ten o’clock in the night, Tina Deross came back, I was a little surprised, she also sensed the subtle changes in the family, she went to the old lady’s room by herself, and I don’t know what the two of them talked about, Tina Deross stayed in there for the most part of an hour before she came out.

I leaned against the doorway, high on melon, my eyes glancing toward the old lady’s room every now and then.

Walker Richter came out of the bathroom and scrubbed his hair, “When did you get so nosy.”

I am not gossiping, I am afraid that Tina Deross misunderstand what I said in front of the old lady, and cross the river, and I have a heart palpitation after I suffered a loss at Tina Deross’ place.

A woman who can hold back after a long period of domestic abuse and not say a word when her child is gone is a scary woman.

Tina Deross talked about her children during the clinic although she exuded sadness, I couldn’t see much sincerity, if she really cared about her children, she should have told the truth when she was being domestically abused.

Perhaps having suffered too much from Bella Hill, I don’t look at people purely nowadays, and will keep an extra eye out.

I spit out the melon shells, closed the door, and limped toward the bed, “Women are naturally gossipy.”

Walker Richter always comes out of the shower wrapped in a towel, water beading all the way down from his firm muscles into the towel, so sexy as hell that it makes you blush even if you look at it every day.

I had to deliberately not look at him.

Walker Richter dries his hair, tosses the towel casually toward the end of the bed, then walks toward the coat rack, pulls a small black box out of his dress jacket, and throws it directly at me from a few meters away, “For you.”

The small box dropped right next to me and I picked it up curiously, “What is it?”

The packaging is quite nice.

I opened it and it was a beautiful bracelet.

I froze for a moment and looked up at Walker Richter, “You bought it?”

For good reason, and it’s not a holiday, what is Walker Richter doing suddenly giving me a bracelet.

“Bought it in passing while picking out a gift for a client.” His tone was light and his face was expressionless.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

I see. How could Walker Richter actually buy me a gift.

I closed the box, “It’s too expensive, I don’t want it.”

“It’s not worth much.” Walker Richter walked over, opened the box and took the bracelet out, grabbed my wrist and very rudely put it on for me, “There is no taking back what I, Walker Richter, give away, if you don’t like it, throw it away.”

From all this time together, I know he’s pissed.

Not to mention, the bracelet is the right size and looks great on your hand.

Walker Richter let go of my hand, squinted at it, seemed quite satisfied, and without saying anything, simply turned off the light and went to sleep on the couch by himself.

It took me half a day to realize that I had never seen a gift like Walker Richter’s.

I wiggled my wrist and wondered what was wrong with Walker Richter tonight, but judging from his attitude just now, Walker Richter was afraid that Walker Richter was going to act up again if I didn’t take it.

Walker Richter is a man with a grudge to avenge.

It’s those who obey me who will do well and not accept rejection from others.

Never mind, wear it for now and give it back to him when it’s time to leave THE RICHTER FAMILY.

The next day.

I went downstairs to have breakfast with the the Richter family and Nancy Richter saw the bracelet on my wrist and asked me, “Second Sister-in-law, that’s a beautiful bracelet, when did you buy it, why haven’t I seen you wear it before.”

Tina Deross glanced toward me as well, her eyes landing on the bracelet, and with a smile she complimented, “It’s so pretty, and it looks even better on you with your fair skin.”

I looked at Walker Richter, “Walker gave it to me last night.”

“Second Brother?” Nancy Richter looked over at Walker Richter and smiled, “Ergo is really hurting people now.”

Tina Deross, her eyes bleary, buried her head and continued eating her breakfast.

Walker Richter puts a peeled egg in Nancy Richter’s bowl; “You can’t even gag on food.”

Nancy Richter smiled and took a bite of her egg.

After breakfast, Walker Richter said to me before he and Nancy Richter left the house, “I’m going south on business, leaving today, and it will take about a week.”

Walker Richter suddenly explained the trip to me, I was still a little uncomfortable, thinking that he was acting in front of THE Richter family people, I also smiled and cooperated, like a good wife and mother, to straighten his collar: “It’s cold, pay attention to warmth, and drink less.”

“Uh-huh.” Walker Richter was in a good mood.

I watched him leave from the doorway with Nancy Richter, with whom he was traveling on business.

Two days after Walker Richter left with Nancy Richter, Charles Richter suddenly returned, not alone, but with someone in tow, his ex-wife Joyce Parvis.

It was a surprise to Mr. Richter’s mother that the two had been divorced for decades, and now Charles Richter was bringing his ex-wife back, and even more so, indicating that Joyce Parvis would be living here in the future, where did this put the wife of the family?

I peeked at Fin Wilson’s reaction; she looked bland, as if she were an outsider, and as if she’d seen this day coming, sitting on the sidelines without saying a word.

Joyce Parvis came forward and warmly called Mr. Richter’s mother a mother and Fin Wilson a sister.

Ben Richter is Joyce Parvis’s son, Joyce Parvis called the old lady a mom should be, only this a sister, how to feel a little diaphragmatic.

Fin Wilson, however, smiled back and called out, “Parvis.”

The rapprochement is a bit of a jaw dropper.