The convenient Bride

Xenia came back from the hospital last night. She had just fallen asleep when she was woken up by a nightmare.

In the dream, Seneca's face was pale and bloodless. He looked at her gloomily and asked her again and again why she had done this.

She cried and said not to blame her. She could do nothing but be forced to do so.

"I want you to leave with me.” A strange smile appeared on Seneca's face and he rushed in front of her.

She wanted to escape, but she could not move as if her feet have taken root there.

She could only watch him pinch her on the neck with a scary look. "Xenia, I want you to go to hell!"

Breathing became harder and harder. Just when she thought she would die, she was scared awake.

When she woke up, she realized that she was pinching her neck. She was so frightened that she quickly let go and sat up.

The dream was too real, too strange.

She stroked her neck in shock, and could not forget the suffocating feeling.

Afterwards, she didn't dare to sleep because she was afraid.

She didn't kill Seneca impulsively. When Rosiley said that she wanted to send Seneca to the United States for treatment, she had this thought.

Originally, she had also hesitated. After Butler Zhao fell down the stairs, she seemed to have nothing to worry.

Killing one person was no different from killing two people.

So she made up her mind to kill Seneca.

When the servant knocked on the door, she told Xenia that a woman named Rosiley was looking for her.

Rosiley was here because of

calmed down. Even if Rosiley knew that she had killed Seneca, she could do nothing

and looked over. Xenia walked down the stairs step by step in her

nightgown.

glances with Payton before

saw Xenia's haggard face and dark

"Xenia, are you having nightmares and not

panic quickly flashed through her eyes. Then,

the panic and guilt.

are you talking about? Why would I

did?" Rosiley glared at her coldly, as if

calmly. She walked to the sofa and sat

head slightly to look at them standing behind her and sneered, "Rosiley, did

nonsense? If so, then go

front of her, looking down on her with

right to chase me

crossed her arms around her chest and leaned back against the sofa. She looked up at Rosiley with ridicule in her eyes. "Just because I'm the master of this family, you... You've married. You are not Miss Tang Tang but Mrs. Lu. Of course, you're not the owner of

head and laughed as if she had heard a big joke. Her face was full of

take over my

around and said, "My mother personally designed and set up every detail of this villa. You are

too many traces of Rosiley's mother in this house. Every time she proposed to redecorate it, Seneca

curled her lips. He, Seneca, clearly had never forgotten about his deceased wife, so he wanted to keep

years, her dissatisfaction with Seneca had accumulated. Until now, it had finally erupted. It

looked at Rosiley with hatred in her cold eyes. "So what? I

unforgettable memories of Rosiley and her mother. Her mother had left. If the villa

not?" Xenia sneered and turned to look at the wall with the decorative painting hanging on it. "Didn't you just discover that your mother's painting was

speaking, Rosiley's

painting?" She stared at Xenia's complacent face

and crossed her arms in front of her chest. She arrogantly raised her chin, "Rosiley, I've said that I'm the

Rosiley slapped her angrily.