Ex Husband Goes Money Comes

Ex-Husband Goes Money Comes By Yvone Zabielski Chapter 224

Chapter 224 Mr. Hobson, You’re Like Someone I Know

Ormand held his breath and turned around.

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Viola was sitting on the sofa by the window with her back to him, drinking red wine.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his palms were sweating. In his heart, he was

thinking, is it possible that she’s drunk again tonight?

Maybe she will be gentle to me like the past two days.

“Mr. Hobson, I thought I didn’t know you, but you wanted to get engaged to me. Don’t you think you should give me an explanation for this?”

Ormand held the door handle in despair.

Because Viola sounded clear and reasonable when she talked. It was clear that she was still sober since she had only drunk two glasses of wine.

He was finished tonight!

But he had not thought of how to face her…

He quickly walked to the window and tried to escape from the window.

“Your grandfather had someone lock the window in advance. I heard that the window is made of bulletproof glass that can’t be smashed. We are just chatting. What are you afraid of, Mr. Hobson?”

There was no way for him to escape this time.

Ormand subconsciously touched his face. He was still wearing the ghost mask, so Viola shouldn’t be able to recognize him so easily.

He cleared his throat and said, “Ms. McGraw, you must be joking. I don’t know you. I chose to get engaged to you because I think we are suitable for each other.”

Viola put down her red wine glass and turned to look at him as she said, “Mr. Hobson, last time, I told you that I like…”

She suddenly stopped.

Ormand was standing upright by the window, looking noble and elegant.

Viola found him familiar though he was only standing there.

Her expression gradually turned serious. She carefully sized up the man by the window

from top to bottom.

Ormand noticed the change in her expression and his Adam’s apple rolled. He felt

extremely nervous in his heart.

“Mr. Hobson, you’re like someone I know.”

Viola got up, her brows furrowed as she slowly walked towards Ormand.

“Ms. McGraw, you must have made a mistake. We have never seen each other before.”

His eyes were cold and his voice was hoarse.

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of black

his suit collar and pressed him

mask? I can recognize you from your eyes and your every small movement. Maybe you can deceive others, but not

Ormand was shocked..

Should he confess?

he was lying to her from

like him in the first place. Wouldn’t she hate him even more in the

me since you are not dead? Why did you become Ormand? What exactly happened in the middle? Orlando! Give

gripped his collar tightly, her eyes filled with shock, doubt, and

“Ms. McGraw, I…”

did you call

other hand, bent her elbow, and mercilessly

Се веро

“Ouch…”

his face was twisted. He couldn’t help but bend over, but Viola

back, but he was afraid that he would hurt Viola since he was

didn’t care

attacked, she used all

at him angrily. She could no longer stay

think about one

he

doesn’t he

refuse to admit you are Orlando? Alright! I’ll

to remove

Isn’t it inappropriate for you to do this to

you? Why don’t you dare to let me see your face? If you are really

to argue back. She exerted force with her

pain, Viola quickly took off his

air seemed to freeze for two

looked at his face

all. The face was only fisty or sixty percent similar to Orlando’s. She could tell it wasn’t Orlando

little movements were the same as Orlando’s. He

deceive her.

He was clearly Orlando!

different? You’re wearing another

to remove his

in a serious tone, “I look different because I am

always

you just because

recognize you at

her

say they

accident, Orlando’s back had been severely burned and whipped. She broke free from Ormand’s

too fast? We’ve just met but you are

clothes.”

to take off

my

you don’t feel guilty, let me

go ahead

his hands and allowed her to check

Viola was suspicious, she still

by one, she pulled his shirt out

had beautiful lines. The middle of his back

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