Ex Husband Goes Money Comes

Chapter 143 He Has Done Enough?

If it weren’t for him, this wouldn’t be a simple thing

Viola narrowed her cold myrs slightly looking domhtful when she gazed at Orlando

she pinched his cheeks harder.

if this month was filled with food. His ridy eyebrows furrowed, and he

Orlando’s cheeks bulged because of that looked like a poot dog with bright eyee

“I will believe you this time 11 1 find cont that you are still lying to me, I will immediately throw you into prison. I’ll see how long you can hold out before your subordinated get you out.”

After she finished speaking, she withdrew her hand in anger.

Orlando fell to the floor weakly

He was about to speak when he tasted the blood surging up his throat. He choked and coughed violently.

It was as if he was going to cough up everything he had eaten.

He wasn’t afraid of going to jail. Even if Viola threw him in, few people dared to do anything to him there. However, he didn’t want Viola to continue misunderstanding him.

“Well, if I lied to you, I would die a painful death.

Viola tilted her head and looked down at him again.

His face turned pale as he coughed with a fever. When he frowned, he looked miserable.

Perhaps it was because of the specific medicine that he seemed to suffer from a long illness.

Even Jimmy and Toby felt sympathetic when seeing his pitiful look.

But Viola was expressionless as she stared at Orlando, seeming to be thinking about something

After a while, she looked at Jimmy and Toby and said, “Who can go cook him some porridge?”

Jimmy and Toby looked at each other in confusion.

“Ms. Zumthor, I can fight for you, but I don’t know how to make porridge. I’ve never learned it before…”

Toby also said, “I don’t know either!”

Viola was at a loss for words.

She thought she might consider hiring a few bodyguards who could cook.

She looked at Orlando on the ground again and wondered if she should ask him to make it himself.

suddenly coughed even harder,

She pursed her lips.

to the

“Yes.”

got up and went downstairs. She found the ingredients in the cupboard and began

the bed and then went downstairs to find her in

do you believe Mr.

only believe in the final evidence. If it’s really not him, I’ll

moment and continued to say, “Since he said that he sent Stanley

see if he

“Okay.”

“Actually, I

was cooking porridge when her hand froze for

him back without being noticed by anyone, he must be backed up by a great power, and it was easy for him to take Anaya away. If he really wanted to take her away, he

sea, and nobody could find them. He didn’t need to take the risk of being discovered by you and continue to stay in the villa after doing

Viola didn’t speak.

Since he admitted it directly, she didn’t think too

carefully, she thought there were indeed many loopholes in the details of

 it weren‘t him, then who could it

idea popped up in

 the one in the McGraw

 that person, when did he find out that I‘m still alive and currently

 did he want to get Anaya out of

 trying to

was thinking about

“Ms. Zumthor, the porridge!”

Well, what‘s wrong?

Ms. Zumthor, the

burning. She reacted and quickly turned

the bottom stuck to the pot, and the top

according to her instructions and then took a small bowl

of Orlando’s room was not

when she saw him rolling up his trousers and applying medicine to his knees through the crack

after kneeling last night, his entire knees and lower legs were covered with

had been kneeling for about the same time as her, his

remember how many times he had knelt, voluntarily or being forced by her, and the

arrogant man had been

didn’t she

he had done enough to make

her thoughts, pushed open

put down his trousers, covered himself with the quilt, and lay on

his bed, holding a bowl of porridge and stirring it with a spoon as she gently blew it

at her with

lips with an expectant face, obediently waiting for her

the porridge on