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.

Shen?’ he wondered? Didn’t

give you three

person curling up there seemed not to hear what he said. Hearing that, Richie’s eyes jumped. Suddenly, something

petite girl was pulled forward by him irresistibly, and a pale face appeared in front of

was standing behind her,

stared at her

the pink on her lips had faded away. Her clean

you?”

Forsythia sat still.

eyes

blamed!

to this

He

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

were only two of them left in the room. He pursed his lips and said coldly, “What’s wrong with

original posture

Damn it!

woman whose face was

time that he found himself so helpless with

touch or

feel guilty. If it

dumb with me or you really can’t see me?” After a long while, he asked

heart. He reached out and pulled her into his arms. Forsythia

beat. Something was quietly

He let her lie in his arms in a stable posture, and then slowly touched the back

you, tell me and

woman in his

time you were drunk and

matter how much he

entered the room,

looked sideways at that person as if he was staring at

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