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, looking quite

She pursed her lips.

back to the

“Yes.”

found the ingredients

back to the bed and then

you believe Mr. Caffrey’s

all. I 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

and see

“Okay.”

and added, “Actually, I

porridge when her hand

Lawson out of prison and bring 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

could go to a small country with her by 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.

what she meant. Since he admitted it

she thought there were indeed

 then who could it

popped up in

 the one in the

 it‘s that person, when did he find out that

 to

 trying to

was thinking about these, Toby

“Ms. Zumthor, the porridge!”

Well, what‘s wrong?

burnt! Ms. Zumthor,

something burning. She reacted and quickly turned off the

only the bottom stuck to the

and then took a small bowl from the cupboard to

went upstairs and found that the door of Orlando’s room

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

entire knees and lower legs were covered with bruises. It could be seen that

frowned. Although he had been kneeling for about the same time as her, his injuries

many times he had knelt, voluntarily or being forced by her, and the injuries on his body seemed to

that the fierce and arrogant man had

didn’t she feel very

that he had done enough

collected her thoughts, pushed open the door,

covered himself with the quilt, and lay on

bed, holding a bowl of porridge and stirring it with a spoon as she gently blew it on. She had

her with burning eyes, feeling quite

with an expectant face, obediently waiting

to blow the porridge on without