Ex Husband Goes Money Comes

Ex-Husband Goes Money Comes By Yvone Zabielski Chapter 339

Chapter 339 Is Viola Pregnant?

The girl lowered her head sadly, looking like she did not know

how to explain it.

“Forget it. Let’s go back,” Ormand said in a deep voice.

The girl was scolded, and her little boyfriend was unhappy. “Come out. Are all rich people like you so arrogant? We have said that we didn’t mean to hurt you. Why are you so mean?”

At the end of his speech, when Bentley and Russell weren’t

paying attention to him, the boy quickly threw the snowball in

his hand at Ormand.

The snowball fell apart in front of Ormand’s feet. His black

leather shoes were stained with snow.

Ormand didn’t respond. He was supported by Russell and

looked straight ahead. Ormand didn’t look at the side from beginning to end.

Russell, however, was really annoyed. After letting Bentley

support Ormand, he let the security guards at the entrance of

the laboratory come out to catch the couple.

The couple wanted to run. But soon, they were caught by the

security guards.

Russell looked at them coldly and ordered, “Send them to the

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police station. Tell the police that they maliciously and deliberately assaulted people!”

“Yes, Mr. Russell.”

Russell turned around and left after giving the order. He quickly got into Ormand’s car. They drove quickly back to Viorin on a snowy night.

However, when the young couple had just been sent to the

police station, they were taken away by the people of the National Bureau of Investigation.

The man who had just smashed a snowball in front of Ormand

was standing in Ronian’s office respectfully.

“Mr. Felton, Mr. Hobson seemed to be blind.”

“Are you sure?” Ronian instantly put down his long legs from

the desk and sat up in a serious manner.

“Yes. Mr. Hobson needed someone to help him walk the whole

time. He was wearing sunglasses. But when I threw the

snowball, he should look down. Normal people would do that. But Mr. Hobson didn’t respond at all.”

Ronian rested his hand on the table and rested his chin on his

lead the National Bureau of Investigation? It is time for him

339 Is

Get Bong!

more Ronian thought about it, the

news must be shared. Tell Gregory about it. As

it

and Russell were about to return to their rooms to

But

bedroom.

face, “The two people at

the laboratory tonight were either

The problem

exposed.”

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smart people, so they could easily know

thought about

it is, once they

trouble for me. I am afraid that tomorrow, the operation will

had grim expressions. After looking at each

you said so, you already have a

his eyes, curling his thin lips into a

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smile.

but it was the middle of the

Get Bonus

window, bored as she looked at the wide

wondered if Ormand had slept or had a dream about

the door, and it was Todd, who

it’s time for

the listening device on the top of the lamp, Todd

the sweet and salty food here and that your appetite has been bad, so we especially found an American restaurant here to cook a few

American food, Viola got up and walked to the table to take a

roasted lobster, and an

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But when Viola smelled it, she

wanted

turned pale. But in the

in and ran

Get Bonus

much in the morning, and now she was vomiting. The gastric acid came up and made her

the washroom, frowned, and seemed

Viola finished vomiting, cleaned up, and came out of the washroom, Todd had

and windows

hesitated for

have you noticed that your

is different

stroked her chest as she thought about Todd’s question. “Yeah. I always

want to throw up. And

sleepy.”

Viola thought that when she came to a strange place, she would not be able to sleep

every day.

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not. Every time she lay on the bed, Viola

shifted his gaze to Viola’s belly quietly. “Is it

“Pregnant?”

She

I have done it so many times before, and I didn’t get pregnant. How can I

the end of her sentence, Viola

carefully, she realized that her period seemed to

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