Queen Revenge

Bella Hill didn’t really mean it when she told me this secret, she just wanted to make me feel bad inside.

If Walker Richter was really deaf in both ears when I was kidnapped in the first place, wouldn’t that be something I’d be implicated in?

I remembered that when I woke up from the hospital, obviously Walker Richter was in the fire with me and was also in the hospital together, but he was discharged first, and at that time, Wang Yuan even told me that Walker Richter was fine.

He was afraid that I would know that he was deaf.

I remembered all the previous times, those times I called him behind his back and he didn’t respond, it was all because he couldn’t hear, when I talked to him, every time I didn’t look at him head on, he didn’t know what I was talking about, that’s why every time I made it seem like he didn’t listen to me, the truth is that it’s not that he didn’t listen, but that he couldn’t hear.

Why was he hiding the fact that he couldn’t hear me?

I immediately took a cab to the old the Richter family house, and when I got out of the car, I hovered at the door, never daring to ring the doorbell.

I don’t know how long it took, but a familiar car drove this way, it was Walker Richter’s car, he saw me and stopped beside me.

“Why are you over here so late, something wrong?”

I stared into his eyes, “I remember you once said you wouldn’t lie to me again, Walker Richter, are you hiding something from me?”

He sat in the car and I stood outside, I stared intently into his eyes, not missing a single change in expression.

My heart followed his dark eyes and my whole heart dropped.

He said, “No.”

I laughed, a self-deprecating laugh, “Walker Richter, it’s okay, I was going to check out SWEETHEART, and it’s so late, I’d rather not.”

“Uh-huh.” He nodded slightly, “Be safe on your way back.”

Saying that, he told the driver to drive in.

And really just left me at the door.

A little stunned, I yelled out to the car, “Walker Richter.”

The car still didn’t stop, and he still didn’t hear me.

Sure enough, he was deaf in both ears.

As the door to THE Richter family was about to close, I ran in, stopped the car in a single bound, braced my hands on the front of the car, and stared at Walker Richter, “I still want to see SWEETHEART.”

Walker Richter frowned at my repetition, “Get in.”

The driver parked the car and Walker Richter got out, I followed him, the nanny heard the car early, we just reached the door and the nanny opened it just in time, “Sir is back.”

The nanny smiles and greets me as well, “Ms. Alva.”

I nodded and smiled, “Is sweetheart asleep?”

“Nope, upstairs washing up.”

“I’ll go upstairs and check on her then.” I said this to Walker Richter.

I didn’t look at Walker Richter when I said it, so he didn’t know what I was talking about, I repeated it again and he nodded his head that he knew before I went upstairs.

I went upstairs and went straight into sweetheart’s room, the nanny was giving her a bath, I took the towel from the nanny, “I’ll do it.”

sweetheart grows up day by day, although I can accompany her from time to time, but mostly during the day, seldom give her a bath at night.

Sweetheart is still clinging to me, and this bloodline thing is really marvelous.

After the bath, sweetheart wrapped her arms around my neck and wouldn’t let go: “Mommy, sleep with me.”

Previously, Emily had been taking Sweetheart with her, and because of the friction between Walker Richter and me, I haven’t slept with Sweetheart for a long time.

Looking at sweetheart’s big, dark eyes, I couldn’t bear to refuse.

“Okay, mommy will sleep with you tonight.”

I smiled and kissed sweetheart’s cheek, taking sweetheart to sleep.

Tonight sweetheart is very excited, after ten o’clock is still especially energetic, let me tell her a story, I search my brain for stories I’ve heard, and finally finished telling all the ones I know, sweetheart is still in my arms looking at me with wide eyes.

I cried and laughed, “Mommy’s done telling.”

“Then mommy will retell the story of Snow White.” SWEETHEART squeezed into my arms.

“Okay, mommy will tell it again. ”This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

The story was repeated over and over again and it was almost eleven o’clock before sweetheart fell asleep.

I carefully tucked sweetheart in and put on my shoes to go out.

The nanny happened to bring me a snack, “Mister is afraid you’re hungry, he asked me to cook a bowl of noodles, Miss Alva, eat it while it’s hot.”

“Good.” I looked in the direction of Walker Richter’s room, “Is he asleep?”

“No, sir is in his room, the old lady is in the hospital and sir is worried.”

“I see, why don’t you put the pasta in your room and I’ll come back for it later.”

Walker Richter’s room wasn’t far from sweetheart’s room, I walked over and took a deep breath at the door, that’s when I knocked on the door, and when I saw that there had been no movement, I remembered that Walker Richter’s ears couldn’t hear.

I screwed the door in, the room was empty, the sound of running water came from the bathroom, he was in the shower.

The lines of his body were clearly visible through the frosted glass, and they were perfect.

I thought of the once lingering passion, my cheeks burned for a while, and I quickly moved away from the line of sight, my eyes inadvertently glanced at the table about the study material of lip-speaking.

Sure enough, he can know what people say all by lip-synching.

Hearing the bathroom door open, I purposely looked away, and seeing me there, Walker Richter froze for a moment as well, wrapped in a blue bath towel and wiping his hair.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little strange, and it was he who finally broke the silence.

“Sweetheart asleep?”

“Uh, asleep.” I pointed to the door, “By the way, I promised sweetheart I’d stay with her tonight, so I’ll go to my room.”

“Alva,” he suddenly took my hand.

The warmth of his body heat came from his palm, the fresh scent of shower gel wafted into my nostrils, tea scent, he changed his shower gel, he never used this one before.

“Yes?”

His thumb rubbed my palm, tingling.

“Alva,” he called my name softly and let go of my hand again, saying something like, “It’s getting cold, wear more clothes.”

I then reacted, just now I accompanied SWEETHEART to sleep, took off my jacket, and did not wear it when I came over, and now I only have a tight bottom shirt on me, wrapping around my bumpy figure.

My ears went red, “Uh-huh.”

I couldn’t wait to find a crack in the ground, he wouldn’t think I was trying to seduce him in the middle of the night dressed like this.

Thinking about it, I still explained, “I was just telling sweetheart a story and putting her to bed, so I took off my jacket.”

How is that an understatement?

Walker Richter looked at me with a wry smile, “And then what.”

He was quite interested.

Seriously, Walker Richter is really shifty and moody, sometimes he can piss you off so much that you can’t stand it, and other times he seems to get along just fine.

“I wanted to ask you about the poisoning of the old lady.” I digress, and sort of spare each other the embarrassment, “Do you have a clue?”

With the old lady poisoned and in the house, Walker Richter must have investigated the people in the house first.

Every one of these servants was a possibility.

Now that Mr. Richter’s mother couldn’t speak or express herself either, there was no way to know who Mr. Richter’s mother had last seen before the accident.