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.

how well matched the two were when they embraced

familiar surroundings, Chester clearly felt Alina’s body

“What’s wrong?”

to bring

too, have brought Emma

at Alina wit tears in his arms, he sighed,

place

her voice was

her parents had passed away, and all these years, she

now brought her

these places full of memories, and at this time, Alina had a mixed feeling

these years she had never quite accepted the news that her mum and dad had really passed away, but now

had once

Familiar cutlery.

Familiar flavours.

Familiar meals.

tastes like the original.” Alina said in a bitter

remembered the first time she ate this soup dumpling, because it burned her

too small and therefore defenceless against

of happy memories, made for more

another one?” Looking at her eating carefully like a

her head,

to

“Okay.”

man nodded

aren’t you

he liked

less about Alina’s tastes, or at least knew that

fond of someone, you

didn’t spend

of her habits, he

“There’s one thing.”

“What?”

went back to Shirling, I helped you move

holding the spoon

was left

top of the game for taking North Eglinton Show, whether it was back then or three years

been doing things

much so that she would be a