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.

and suddenly coughed even harder, looking quite pitiful

She pursed her lips.

help him back to the bed. I’ll go

“Yes.”

found the ingredients

then went

Zumthor, do you

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

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

and see if

“Okay.”

and added, “Actually, I believe Mr.

porridge when her hand froze for a

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 would

nobody could find them. He didn’t need to

Viola didn’t speak.

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

about it carefully, she thought there were indeed many loopholes in

 weren‘t him, then

up in Viola’s

 in the McGraw family

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

 he want to get Anaya

 he trying to

was thinking about these, Toby was suddenly

“Ms. Zumthor, the porridge!”

Well, what‘s wrong?

Ms. Zumthor,

something burning. She reacted

only the bottom stuck to the pot, and the

and then took a small

that the door of Orlando’s room was not completely

him rolling up his trousers and applying medicine to his knees through

night, his entire knees and lower legs were covered with bruises. It could

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

the agreement with her, she couldn’t remember how many times he had knelt, voluntarily or being forced by

and arrogant man had been tamed

why didn’t she

feeling that he had done enough to make

thoughts, pushed open the door, and

her, Orlando put down his trousers, covered himself with the

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

looked at her with burning eyes, feeling

licked his pale lips with an expectant

blow the porridge