Queen Revenge

The fire that had been suppressed for a day rubbed off on Jane Hasis as she slapped the table, I slapped the table with more force than Jane Hasis, the glasses on the table shook and fell over, I looked at Jane Hasis coldly, “Don’t be a mother to me here, take your favorite daughter and leave right now. ”

I can’t forget Jane Hasis’s face when she abandoned me again and again, even if I don’t care about it.

Jane Hasis angry face red neck thick: “I gave birth to you in vain to raise you so big, I just raise a dog also know gratitude, you rob your sister’s things, cause her to become now like this, you yourself fell in the Richter family to live a comfortable life, you are as heartless as your father.”

Listening to these harsh words, I closed my eyes in sorrow.

Bella Hill smiled coolly, “Mom, calm down, Alva Hill, she likes the position of Ms. Richter, let her take it, one day she will regret it and come back crying and begging you to take it in.”

Saying that, Bella Hill walked towards me and said in my ear in a voice that both of us could hear, “Enjoy the last days of Ms. Richter, if you miss this opportunity, you are afraid that you won’t have the chance to have such a good time again, by the way, Ulysses Will and I are going to get married, you must come to join us then. ”

Bella Hill knows I’m just a fertility tool, she’s waiting to see what I’m going to do.

After Jane Hasis and Bella Hill left, it was as if my strength was drained out of my body, I sat on the sofa powerlessly.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Aunt Lexi stewed the bird’s nest and brought it over, “Young Lady, this is what Madam explained, you’d better eat it.”

I really don’t feel comfortable eating anything cooked by Aunt Lexi.

What’s going on with the contraceptive pills mixed in the health care products has yet to be clarified, and all I can be sure of is that Aunt Lexi must know the inside story.

“Put it away.”

“Young lady, you’d better hurry up and eat it …”

“Didn’t you hear me when I said put it away?” I snapped off Aunt Lexi’s words and looked at her with a stern gaze, “I’m still the mistress of this house now, what I do or don’t do, it’s not your turn to command.”

After being reprimanded by me, Aunt Lexi left with resentment.

The empty hall was cold and clear, but I felt nothing but annoyance in my heart.

Time slipped by unchanged.

Walker Richter restricted my freedom on the grounds of raising the fetus, and had to wait until my belly was stabilized for three months before letting me out.

With the pregnancy, Walker Richter also stopped sleeping with me, which was the only thing I was relieved about.

However, there is one strange thing, since the last time Susan Su gave me milk and I had pregnancy sickness, I have not had any pregnancy reaction, no nausea, no pregnancy sickness, my appetite is also the same as usual, if it is not for the fact that my physiological period has been delayed and has not come, I would have wondered if there is any cargo in my belly.

Since Walker Richter and Martin Mo fought at the Parade, Martin Mo contacted me after half a month, he asked me out, but I couldn’t even get out of this door.

I stammered and refused and Martin Mo immediately knew that Walker Richter was restricting my freedom and cursed on the phone, “Walker Richter is he still not a man.”

Martin Mo cursed on the phone for a while, then suddenly fell silent and said after a long time, “Alva, I have nothing to do with Yilia Young, and I won’t marry her, the only person I want to marry in my life is you, and I will take you out of this hellhole.”

I have never believed that Martin Mo will marry Yilia Young, what is the reason for this, I am not going to ask.

“Martin Mo, I won’t go with you, you leave me alone.”

Even if I were to leave, I wouldn’t involve Martin Mo.

Now that I am pregnant with a child, but I go with Martin Mo, what is this, Walker Richter will definitely not let Martin Mo go.

I hung up the phone without waiting for Martin Mo to say anything.

Walker Richter was afraid that I was bored and allowed Fiona Croix to visit me, but I refused.

After having a plan in mind, I didn’t want to involve anyone.

Three months, quickly passed, as long as I patiently wait, there will be a chance to leave, I will not be a fish on the chopping board, to be slaughtered.

This day.

I stood on the balcony and watched as Walker Richter’s car slowly drove by, passing the door but not stopping, instead going straight to Susan Su’s side.

I turned off all the lights in the house, the lights on the balcony were also off, I lay down on the balcony lounger, and in no time at all, the lights on the balcony across the street turned on, and the lights in the room were on, but the curtains were drawn.

I stared blankly across the room, wondering then what they could be doing behind those curtains.

About an hour later, Walker Richter’s figure appeared in front of Susan Su’s house.

Susan Su was in her pajamas and walked him to the door.

The two men said something, Walker Richter took his briefcase and headed this way towards the house, and after a few minutes I heard his footsteps coming up the stairs.

When he pushed the door in, he saw me on the balcony, a flash of surprise crossed the bottom of his eyes, put down the briefcase in his hand, and took a big step towards me, “Why are you lying here, go back to bed if you’re tired.”

His tone of voice could not be heard emotionally, as he approached, the woman’s perfume odor also became more and more intense.

“The view is good here.” I’m nonchalant, like a lifeless doll, my eyes empty as I stare out into the darkness of the night.

He squatted down at his feet and stared at me for a moment, his voice low, “Alva, I haven’t seen you smile in a long time.”

At that, my eyes flickered, and even I forgot the last time I laughed from the bottom of my heart.

Walker Richter held my hand, “When I’m done with these two days, I’ll take you out for a walk, where do you want to go?”

For the first time there was a hint of coquetry in his tone.

I gazed into his deep eyes, knowing that he was trying to make amends.

“Anywhere as long as it’s away from Pear orchard.”

“Good.”

That night, surprisingly, he didn’t sleep in separate rooms again, and spent the night wrapped around me, his broad hand caressing my stomach, “Alva, do you want it to be a boy or a girl?”

I had never thought about this question.

I had no expectation or joy for this child in my belly, and even ignored the existence of the child at times.

It was only when he asked that question that I realized I wasn’t alone.

I nestled into his arms, my eyes falling to the corner, and asked softly, “Walker Richter, do you think I’ll die on the operating table?”

My words caused his body to stiffen and his hand on my abdomen to tremble slightly, his qualitatively cold voice in my ear, “Don’t get any ideas.”

I could hear in his tone that he was angry.

I curved the corner of my lips, “Nowadays, although medicine is advanced, but it’s not unheard of to have a difficult labor with one body and two lives, Pheobe Wilson is just a small car accident, the child is gone, and almost even her life is gone.”

He hugged me tighter, “Alva, I’m here.”

It was as if he was truly afraid of losing me.

I turned around in his arms and looked at his deep features and said in a despondent tone, “Walker Richter, I’ve never been able to read you, and it may take a lifetime for me to be able to read you.”