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.

assistant Shen?’ he wondered? Didn’t

three seconds. Raise your head

what he said. Hearing that, Richie’s eyes jumped. Suddenly, something occurred to him. He grabbed the wrist of Forsythia and pulled her

was pulled forward by him irresistibly, and a

who was standing behind

stared at

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

what’s wrong with you?” he asked in a low

Forsythia sat still.

find that her eyes were unfocused as

blamed!

to this

heart. He shouted

was absent-minded, Greg realized the seriousness of the matter and

them left in the room. He pursed

her original posture and didn’t

Damn it!

woman whose face was

first time that he found himself so helpless with a

touch or

it weren’t for him, she wouldn’t have

can’t see me?” After a long while,

have any reaction. For the first time, a helpless feeling rose in his heart. He reached out and pulled her into his arms. Forsythia was very obedient, like a puppet doll, allowing him to pull her into

heart skipped a beat. Something

in his arms in a

me and I’ll

in his

time you were drunk and cried.

how much he said,

Greg brought the man over. As soon as he entered the room, the man asked in a

burst out from his body. He looked

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