My Remarried Wife

She opened her sleepy eyes, looking right into a pair of deep and glacial eyes.

The man’s eyes were as sharp as a wolf’s eyes, and his nose was towering into the clouds. His thin lips were tightly closed. Although he was sitting in a wheelchair, he looked so overwhelming that no one could approach him.

“Are you Melissa?”

After being stunned for only two seconds, Forsythia immediately sat up from the bed and looked at the man at a loss.

She nodded intense silence.

She was married to the Ye family for Melissa, so she didn’t dare to expose her identity.

“Hum…so interesting.”A tinge of indifference appeared in the corner of his eyes. He took out an envelope from his pocket and threw it in front of Forsythia. She carefully picked it up and opened it, only to find her sister’s photo and material.

It seemed that he had grasped the information about the person he was going to marry.

But why didn’t he speak out at the wedding?

Clenching the envelope tighter, Forsythia bit her lower lip and took a glance at Richie with her glassy black eyes.

“Do your family think that I can marry anyone because I have a leg disease?”

“I’m also the daughter of the Shen family.”

“A divorced daughter? Is the Shen family treating the Ye family as a trash bin? ”

His straightforward words almost made Forsythia unable to raise her head. She bit her lower lip hard. It was true that a remarried woman would be loathed by many people, but that was the reason why her parents asked her to marry into the Ye family.

The man’s voice was as frozen as a basin of cold water before he could say anything more.

“You have five minutes. Go out and clarify everything. Get out of the Ye family.”

What?

Suddenly, she raised her head and stared into his eyes.

“No way!”

the Ye

won’t want to marry into the Ye family,” said Forsythia in

to marry me instead of your sister?” A mocking

her courage and looked up

For you, marrying who doesn’t matter, or you would have refused to marry

if

nothing to do with each other.” Speaking of this, Forsythia raised her hands to promise. Her glassy black eyes were full of firmness and courage, but her

He squinted at her.

can get any women if I want! I don’t give a shit about

Before she could speak again, Richie had already turned

to catch up with him,

please behave

at his cold and ruthless back, Forsythia was so anxious that she shouted at his back, “if you don’t want me to stay, I will tell everyone that you

ultimatum had been delivered to Richie,

slightly. There was a cold light in the corner of his eyes,

night. It seemed that as long as Forsythia said something, he

person with leg disease, but why was his presence so

was no

clenched her fists, and

let

didn’t expect the new hostess to be so timid and bold

the wheelchair and slowly approached her. His eyes were as dark as

took two steps back

came to her. He raised

impotent? “He said in a mood and stared at her

“Unwind me…”

Forsythia flustered. She was surrounded by

Overbearing and dangerous.

of the

man in the car was as domineering as the person

turned pale. Why did she think of that

night was like