My Remarried Wife

My Remarried Wife By Shi Wu Chapter 77

Chapter 77 Richie is kind of worried about Forsythia.

After a long time, the door was opened.

Two figures appeared in the dark space.

“Mrs. Shen?” Looking at the darkroom, he took out his phone and turned on the flashlight.

In an instant, the room was lit up.

Then he saw clearly what was happening in the room. A petite figure shrank in the corner, with her hands around her knees and her head buried. She shrank into a small ball.

She looked like a curled-up cat.

The long hairband was unknowingly loosened, causing her black hair to fall randomly on her shoulders, covering her face and ears.

Somehow, he felt despair and coldness from her.

It was shown from beginning to end.

What’s going on? Richie frowned and said unhappily.

“What’s wrong with her?”

Hearing this, Greg stepped forward and asked, “Mrs. Shen?”

The shrinking man didn’t respond, nor did he make any movement. He even sat there motionlessly.

“Mrs. Shen? Mrs. Shen?” Seeing that she didn’t move at all, Greg’s eyes widened and he called her name again.

However, the person curling up there did not respond, as if he was dead.

Hanson turned around and took a look at Richie. His eyes were gloomy and he looked cold.

“Mr. Ye…”

“Raise your head,” he said in a cold voice.

No response.

wrong with assistant Shen?’ he wondered?

give you three

what he said. Hearing that, Richie’s eyes jumped. Suddenly, something occurred to him. He

forward by him irresistibly, and a pale

was standing

stared at

on her lips had faded away. Her clean eyes were as calm as water,

what’s wrong with you?” he

Forsythia sat still.

that her eyes were

blamed!

happened to this

in his heart. He shouted at

was so angry and assistant Shen was absent-minded, Greg realized

only two of them left in the room. He pursed his lips and

original posture and didn’t

Damn it!

woman whose face was pale

that he found himself

couldn’t touch or

appearance made him feel guilty. If it weren’t for him, she

can’t see me?” After a long while, he

into his arms. Forsythia was very obedient, like a puppet doll, allowing him to pull her into

beat.

her thin waist and adjusted her position. He let her lie in his arms in a stable posture, and then slowly touched the back

they bully you, tell me and I’ll get justice

in his arms didn’t

time you were drunk and cried. Can you solve

how much

As soon as he entered the room, the man asked in a trembling

a strong aura burst out from his body. He looked sideways at that person

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