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.

to have noticed her gaze and suddenly

She pursed her lips.

you help him back to the bed. I’ll go

“Yes.”

up and went downstairs. She found the ingredients

helped Orlando back to the bed and then went downstairs to find

you believe Mr.

but not all. I only believe in the final evidence.

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

see

“Okay.”

added, “Actually, I

why.” Viola was cooking porridge when her

be backed up by a great power, and it was easy for him to take Anaya away. If he

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

Viola didn’t speak.

Orlando had misunderstood what she meant. Since he admitted

were indeed many

 weren‘t him, then who could it

popped up

 the one in the McGraw family who harmed

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

 to get Anaya

 he trying to

was thinking about

“Ms. Zumthor, the porridge!”

Well, what‘s wrong?

burnt! Ms. Zumthor, the porridge

burning. She reacted and quickly

stuck to the

Toby to investigate according to her instructions and then took a small bowl

upstairs and found that the door of Orlando’s

push the door open and enter when she saw him rolling up his

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

same time as

he had knelt, voluntarily or being forced by her, and

and arrogant

didn’t she feel

done enough to make it up to

pushed open the

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

down on the chair next to his bed, holding a bowl of porridge and stirring it with a spoon as she

looked at her with burning eyes, feeling

with an expectant face,

blow the porridge on without a glance at