Ex Husband Goes Money Comes

Chapter 384 I Can Use My Hands

Viola had done something wrong tonight. Now that she saw Ormand kneel on the washboard, the anger in her heart instantly disappeared. She felt guilty and distressed.

She walked over and gently poked his shoulder with her

fingertips.

“Let’s stop arguing, alright?”

Ormand snorted and ignored her.

Viola suppressed her temper and continued coaxing, “I haven’t had dinner yet, and you brought me back. I’m hungry now. Be good, Orin. Get up and cook for me.”

“I’m on my knees. I don’t have time!”

“I’ll call Leia to cook some food for you.” Ormand did not move

at all. He took out his phone from his pocket and was about to

send a message.

Viola continued to poke his shoulder. “But I want to eat what you made. Moreover, if Leia comes over, Todd will also come along. Aren’t you going to get up then? If he sees you, will he secretly laugh at you?”

Ormand’s hand that was typing suddenly paused.

However, he soon thought of a solution. “I will inform her in

advance that Todd is not allowed to come along. I’ll let Leia send the food to the door and ask Tyler to bring it to the dining room.”

Viola was speechless.

Ormand was so stubborn…

She bent down and gently hugged him from behind. She took away the phone while he had yet to finish editing the message. Her little face pressed against his face and gently rubbed against it.

“Stop messing around. What do you want me to do before you get up?”

Ormand bit his lips tightly. With her soft face rubbing against him, Ormand’s emotions began to calm.

He thought about it and said gloomily, “Say you’re sorry. Say that you will never lie to me again and won’t let other men kiss you, including your hands and hair! And you are not allowed to

have dinner alone with other men!”

Viola was speechless. “That’s my job! I invited him to dinner because we talked about cooperation. And I’ve already explained that things are not what you think. Kissing the back of the hand is the culture of Portugal. This is very normal!”

“You don’t know why you are wrong at all! And you even think

that was right!”

“Don’t worry about me. Let me reflect on myself.” Ormand was furious. He pushed her slender arms away forcefully.

Viola sat back on the bed in anger and stared at him from a

distance.

reflect on yourself. I haven’t scolded

for a long time.

for no reason.

many times did you yell at

don’t count,” Ormand said, his back slightly

a lot. Kneeling for one night is not enough. How

stuffy as he was close to tears. The mist in his eyes started to rise again,

didn’t reply.

cross–legged by the bed

time she and Ormand had argued so

she inhaled again and tried

did not look at the man

let him suffer

and

quickly quieted down, but the

for more than ten minutes and being ignored by Viola for more than half an hour, Ormand felt more

pain in his knees.

gradually becoming heavier. Cold sweat began to

looking at her phone, she was secretly glancing at Ormand by the

a sigh of relief and could not bear to do

you really kneel for a whole day, I’m afraid you won’t be

clenched his fists. His nasal voice was very strong, and he felt aggrieved and bitter. “If my legs are crippled, so be it. Anyway, no one will feel sorry

Viola was speechless.

Viola closed her eyes.

admitted defeat this

If you hurt yourself, my

him again and helped him wipe off the sweat on his forehead, acting like

I will tell Byron tomorrow that I will

with him. Even if I have to, I

okay?”

don’t do that

I won’t do it again. Hurry

gently helped him up, took him to the bed, sat down,

trousers to check his

the washboard made deep ridges on his knees.

a

bruise. In order to prevent it from turning blue and purple tomorrow,

do that? Why do you have to torture

the end of her sentence. “Does it

heart hurts even more!”

face full of

his thin lips. Her entire heart was melted by his pitiful look.

for the first three months. You can’t have sex. How can

inviting tone, “That doesn’t mean I can’t make you high. I

and white

instantly, said, “You naughty

After a pleasant hour.