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.

back to the bed. I’ll go

“Yes.”

saying that, Viola got up and went downstairs. She found the ingredients in the cupboard and began

then went

do you believe

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

“Since he said that

see if

“Okay.”

and added, “Actually, I believe Mr.

was cooking porridge when her hand froze for

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

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

Viola didn’t speak.

and Orlando had misunderstood what she meant. Since he admitted it directly, she didn’t think too much

it carefully, she thought there were indeed

 then who could it

idea popped up

 be the one in the McGraw family who

 if it‘s that person, when did he find out that I‘m still

 he want to get Anaya out

 trying

about these, Toby was suddenly

“Ms. Zumthor, the porridge!”

Well, what‘s wrong?

Ms. Zumthor, the

reacted and quickly turned off the

to the pot, and

her instructions and then took a small bowl from the cupboard to put the

door of Orlando’s room was not completely closed with a

open and enter when she saw him rolling up his trousers

kneeling last night, his entire knees and lower legs

frowned. Although he had been kneeling for about the same time as her, his injuries were much more serious than

couldn’t remember how many times he had knelt, voluntarily or being forced by her, and

the fierce and arrogant man

why didn’t she feel

feeling that he had done enough to make it up

collected her thoughts, pushed open the door,

the quilt, and lay on

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

at her with burning eyes, feeling

his pale lips with an expectant face, obediently waiting for her to

gaze but continued to blow the porridge on without a