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 coughed even harder, looking quite pitiful in Viola’s

She pursed her lips.

back to the bed.

“Yes.”

She found the ingredients in the cupboard and began to

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

do you believe Mr. Caffrey’s

final evidence. If it’s really not him, I’ll

he said that he

and see if

“Okay.”

added, “Actually, I believe Mr.

porridge

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

a small country with her by sea, and nobody could find them. He didn’t need to take the risk

Viola didn’t speak.

she meant. Since he admitted it

thought there were indeed

 it weren‘t him, then who could

idea popped up in

 be the one in the McGraw

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

 did he want to get Anaya out of

 is he trying to do

was thinking about

“Ms. Zumthor, the porridge!”

Well, what‘s wrong?

burnt! Ms. Zumthor,

smelled something burning. She reacted and quickly turned off

the bottom stuck to the pot, and the top wasn’t

Toby to investigate according to her instructions and then took

door of Orlando’s

she saw him rolling up his trousers and applying medicine to his

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

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

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

that the fierce and arrogant man had been tamed

she

feeling that he had done enough to make it

collected her thoughts, pushed open

trousers, covered himself with the

holding a bowl of porridge and stirring it with a spoon as she gently

looked at her with

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

his gaze but continued to blow the porridge on without a