My Remarried Wife

Cassie’s voice was quite loud, which sounded quite abrupt in the quiet room.

Perhaps it was because Forsythia felt guilty that she covered her phone subconsciously. Then she looked in the direction of the bathroom and found no one but the sound of water.

They couldn’t hear her talking here, could they?

Thinking of this, Forsythia coughed and put the phone back to her ear. Then she nodded, “yes. Have you seen the message I just sent you?”

“Yes. You said you found a button. It might be that strange man’s, right?”

“Well, have you found any clue recently?”

“No, you didn’t give me any clue. I was looking for someone in a haystack. Since you have that man’s stuff, what’s the button? Take a photo and send it to me later.”

“Okay.”

Cassie sighed, “how are you doing recently? Did Richie give you a hard time? ”

“No, we have reached an agreement. I can stay in the Ye family for half a year.”

“This man is very thoughtful. Your belly will show up in half a year, but it happened to be winter at that time. You are thin, and you can cover it with bigger clothes.”

“Okay.”

“Well, send the photo of the button first.”

After hanging up the phone, Forsythia turned on the phone camera and put the golden button in her white palm. Then she took a photo. As soon as she sent the photo, there was a sound behind her.

Startled, Forsythia rolled down to the ground with a flick of her hand and then rolled down to the bed opposite to him.

With her eyes wide open, Forsythia watched the button roll into her sight, but she didn’t dare to get up to take it.

She turned around and saw that Richie was just wheeled out of the bathroom by Greg.

Forsythia bit her lower lip and her face turned pale.

When he came out, he glanced at her inadvertently. Seeing that she was sitting there with a pale face and holding the phone tightly with a guilty conscience, he squinted dangerously and stared at her with his long and narrow eyes.

dark eyes made her

all her thoughts were shown on her face. How sharp was Richie’s perception, and he immediately saw the

didn’t want to talk to

Ye, I’m

“Okay.”

rolled his wheelchair to the window, with a financial magazine in his

this, Forsythia

cold and unapproachable. When he lowered his head, the firm profile of his side face and the tightly pursed thin lips seemed to be specially outlined by a painter, as well

“Anything good on??”

from the other end of the

raised his head, and his dark

was so embarrassing to be caught if someone was engrossed in

a slight cough, Forsythia

No, it was not the right time to think about it. What she should think about was that the button rolled

take a shower for fear of the button being

if she found out, she was

However, she felt guilty!

fall asleep. Forsythia sat next

with her stare. He slammed the magazine in his hand,

She looked away immediately.

the wheelchair

Forsythia suddenly stood

going to

into the

button at all. She only knew that the gloom in his eyes was frightening, so she

her phone. Seeing that Cassie sent her an OK gesture, she put her phone on the

that she should take a slow shower. When she went out, Richie happened to

focused on taking

she finished, Forsythia found something more miserable than rolling

to bring

at all. Forsythia stood there, feeling like weeping but had no tears. After a long time,

out the bath towel to wrap it

bad