Ex Husband Goes Money Comes

Ex-Husband Goes Money Comes By Yvone Zabielski Chapter 107

Chapter 107 Be Good and Call Me Master

Orlando laughed sarcastically.

This so-called right to choose was actually not a choice at all.

Because he had been standini: for a long time, the wound on lois waist liad cracked, and blood was streaming out of the wound, causing him to be dizzy from the pain.

The white shirt in the innermost part was soaked and stuck to the wound. He felt very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the black suit jacket covered the wound, and Viola didn’t see it.

He bit his thin lips, trying to steady his breathing so that no one could see anything strange.

Just a year, he could afford it.

He picked up the syringe and rolled up his suit and shirt sleeves. Then he aimed at his arm and injected it as if he was venting something

Viola looked at him without saying a word. Whien she saw that he seemed to be abusing himself, she frowned.

He was really arrogant. She heard that the medicine would make people extremely painful when injected. She wanted to see how long he could endure.

In just a few seconds, a tube of medicine that was as long as a pinky finger was used out.

Clack..

Then, the syringe dropped to the ground.

Orlando bit his lips so hard that there was a row of blood marks on his lower lip. A strong pain rushed into his whole body, and he soon broke out in cold sweat.

There was not a single part of his body that did not hurt. In addition, he already had waist injuries. This kind of deadly pain lasted for nearly two minutes before it slowly weakened.

Then, it was followed by a sense of powerlessness that was so deep that it reached the bones.

Orlando was so weak that he couldn’t even stand steadily. He fell to the ground like a leaf in the wind.

When he closed his eyes, his cars buzzed.

Once the buzzing ended, lie heard Viola’s clear and pleasant voice.

“When you inject this inedicine, the reaction will be stronger. Please bear with it.”

Orlando loweped his head weakly, his pale lips pursed.

When he closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was suffering a great deal of pain.

When he finally felt a little better, he heard the sound of high heels approaching from afar,

Viola looked down at him from above, then she crouched down and lifted his chin to observe him seriously.

from his usual overbearing

but pale. This weak appearance made people want to bully

opened his eyes slightly, there was actually a trace of imperceptible Tragility in his eyes, which looked domineering

How rare!

an Ill and delicate beauty, and siniled

master.”

a strong sense of humiliation surped into

at her angrily and used all his strength to break free from her hand. He

away.

was like a

continue to

his life, so it was normal that he could not

slow down and

ignored the weak Orlando on the floor. She gave him time

returned to her desk and started to

she still had

over.

the Caffrey Group had been harmed by Jaylin, and almost

that he would be busy

darkened. Viola had been

sound of her typing, the office

hier sore neck. She suddenly remembered that it had been

tricks was he

check Orlando was lying on the floor on his side. His slender legs were slightly bent, his

believe it and called, “Orlando, stop pretending.

his brows even tighter, not reacting

was

was injected, it would only hurt for half an

reached out to take of

Orlando groaned in pain.

brows furrowed

there a wound on

was about to reinove his coat, a pair of big bands suddenly

Orlando was awake

from the pain, he almost subconsciously

“What are you doing?”

as she retracted her hand,

“I’m line.”

tone was

sentence, there was a

and caring about her little

didn’t appreciate it, she

have rested enough, then get

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