I'm Richer Than My Billionaire ex-husband

In order to take care of her and the child during that year, Megan had aged a lot.

It was evident that both her and the child were in very poor health during that year, and it was good that they were around.

If they hadn’t been there, what would have happened to her then?

Alina didn’t dare to think about it.

“What do you want to do?” Chester asked her.

Andre had asked her this question too.

And he even knew that at this time, she wanted to cut Emma to death with her own hands by a thousand cuts. But she couldn’t do that.

“I will go back to Werland Villa.”

“You help me and threaten her.” Just like before.

As long as Emma left Werland Villa, then she would definitely face an even more miserable fate, so that Emma wouldn’t dare to leave Werland Villa in any way.

If she left Werland Villa, she would get a miserable fate.

If she did not leave Werland Villa, her life would not be easy.

Alina obviously wanted to make her suffer before she got what she deserved.

Chester, “Okay.”

Chester promised her.

Especially after hearing the monstrous hatred in Alina’s tone, at this very moment, he had to promise her.

She, in her heart, was holding monstrous anger. If this was not vented out, the one who would eventually backfire would definitely be her.

So at this time, whatever she wants, they have to oblige her. This is why Andre called him.

…

Ingford.

There was a very large cruise ship building on the Hasnan River, a large building that could hold more than two thousand people at the same time for meals, which was famous for its snacks.

“Do you like it here?” Chester embraced Alina and walked inside.

attracted by how well matched

the familiar surroundings, Chester clearly felt Alina’s body

“What’s wrong?”

mother used to bring me

have brought Emma

his

place

tone of her

all these years, she had avoided going to places where mum and dad had been. How sentimental these places really

now brought

she was looking squarely at these places full of memories, and at this time,

she had never quite accepted the news that her mum and

had once been

Familiar cutlery.

Familiar flavours.

Familiar meals.

the original.” Alina said in

ate this soup dumpling, because it burned

was too small and therefore defenceless against these

memories, made for more sentimental

at her eating carefully like a kitten, the

her head,

want to eat

“Okay.”

nodded

aren’t

hungry.” And he liked watching her

tastes, or at least knew that the snacks on this cruise

that when you are particularly fond of someone,

Alina didn’t

of her habits, he knew them

“There’s one thing.”

“What?”

I helped you move all your stuff to Waterside

hand holding the spoon

Mulherd Manor?” If everything was left

be more on top of the game for taking North Eglinton Show, whether it was

doing things to destroy

would be