Ex Husband Goes Money Comes

Chapter 108 I Am the Master

So, this was all that she had done in three years?

Orlando didn’t know what to say.

He knew Whitney was harsh to her daughter-in-law. Could it be that Whitney fired the servants in the villa and handed all the household chores to her?

At that time, every time he went home from work, he saw that the house was clean and the food was steaming, and he never cared about the details.

Because he was mad at Nash for forcing him to marry Viola, he always chose to ignore her. When Orlando was in a bad mood, he would mock her…

Viola noticed he was lost in thought and waved her hand in front of his eyes before continuing.

“However, you’d better be mentally prepared. If you want it to be one year instead of three years, the things you need to do will double.”

Orlando shook his head and sneered.

She wouldn’t suffer any losses.

Viola walked in front and didn’t pay attention to his expression. She thought of something and said, “Oh right, 1 forgot to buy the washing machine. You will dry the clothes with your hands. Some clothes are made of different materials. Split them up. Don’t make a mistake.”

Orlando stared at her back and mercilessly exposed her lame excuse.

“You will buy a washing machine? When I transferred the house to you, I remember a woman named Rayna was busy and changed the furniture and appliances in the house.”

After being exposed, Viola turned around and gave him a cold glance, not intending to hide it.

Yes, she deliberately gave the washing machine to the welfare home.

The children in the welfare home needed washing machines more than he did.

The two silently entered the hall.

Viola groped around the wall for a bit, and with the movement of muscle memory, she turned on the lights instantly.

The living room was bright, and the house was still the original structure, but the furniture and the matching style were not the same black and white.

Viola walked directly to the kitchen, while Orlando followed her quietly.

Coming to the kitchen, she lookout a thick book from the storage cabinet and handed it to Orlando.

“This is a cookbook in the future, you have to follow the instructions in the book. Every meal should have meat, vegetable, and soup. But it can’t be the same dishes every day.”

took it and flipped through

didn’t object, and viola looked at the time. It

cooking tonight when it’s done, call me. If you sleep in the room tonight, you can choose a room on the second floor,

she went upstairs to the study. She had a lot of

so much that

shirt liad long dried up and stuck to

soaked the shirt with liot water, he used a towel to warm it for a few minutes before separating the shirt and flesh bit

order to avoid being discovered by Viola, he quickly took off

could almost wring his clothes dry. Today, because he had been injected with the medicine, he was so tired

put on the wel shirt that was barely dripping and put on the dark suit jacket. If one did not look carefully, he would not notice

felt he had exhausted all his strength and was

special medicine was indeed

started

saw there were all kinds of vegetables and meat. They were all the

was obvious that she planned everything

darkened, but no one knew what he

Viola sat in front

She was concentrated.

in its third season, and it was

gone back to continue recording after recovering froin her injuries. Sherlyn did not seem to be affected and quickly got into her stride.

everything was going in the right

talent show, Viola called Aisha who was at

them to wipe the floor tonight. Alisha was very loud and cursed you, so I locked

Viola said in all seriousness. “Since they’ve become servants, you should restrain them according to the request of the servants. If they don’t listen, you can

don’t worry. I’ll handle it

The window was not closed, Viola suddenly smelled a burning scent

to be… coming from

horror and ran downstairs,

coughed as he tried to fan away the

asked you to make a meal. Are you

covered her nose and entered the kitchen, turned off the

the choking smell almost

something in the pot that had been

pork ribs,” Orlando

again. It was

soy sauce? And it was burnt. Even the recipe couldn’t save you. How

should be stewed with a small fire for an hour and a half. I thought it was too slow and turned