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.

‘what’s wrong with assistant Shen?’ he wondered? Didn’t his words work? Did

limited. I’ll give you three seconds. Raise

up there seemed not to hear what he said. Hearing that, Richie’s eyes

by him irresistibly, and a pale face appeared in front of

was standing behind

stared at

the pink on her lips had faded away. Her clean eyes were as calm as water, without

wrong with you?”

Forsythia sat still.

eyes were unfocused as if she could not

blamed!

happened to

a sudden, anger rose in his heart. He shouted at the man

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

in the room. He pursed his lips and said coldly, “What’s

original

Damn it!

dangerously, he stared at the woman whose face was pale

first time that he found himself so helpless

touch

it weren’t

can’t

rose in his heart. He reached out and pulled her into his arms. Forsythia was very obedient, like a puppet doll, allowing

skipped a beat. Something was quietly

her position. He let her lie in his arms in a stable posture, and then slowly touched the back of her head with the other hand. His voice was

they bully you, tell me and I’ll

his arms didn’t

were drunk and cried. Can you solve the problem by making a fuss

how much he said, Forsythia didn’t

the man over. As soon as he entered the room,

strong aura burst out from his body. He looked sideways at that person as if he was staring at

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