Queen Revenge

I stayed out of Tina Deross’s personal business. She tried to meddle in my marriage to Walker Richter.

That’s a little unkind.

Whether or not what Tina Deross said about Bella Hill going to a hotel with a man is true, I can’t admit it.

I looked closely at Tina Deross, and it didn’t sound like she was using it as a threat, but rather a bit of a hug.

“Sister-in-law, you’re not me, so how can you be sure that if I don’t truly love Walker and go to a hotel with a man, something is bound to happen?” The smile on my face went cold, “Sister-in-law, sweep the snow from your own door, you can leave my marriage with Walker alone.”

“I just wanted to remind you that Walker will find out sooner or later about the things you’ve done, and that paper can’t hold fire.”

This is inexplicable from Tina Deross, does Bella Hill really have something on her.

Or is she afraid I’ll tell Mr. Richter’s mother about her, so she’s hammering me with it?

“What did I do?” I asked, deliberately rhetorical, trying to get words out of Tina Deross.

Tina Deross thought I was unrepentant and deliberately denying it, and with a real flash of anger under her eyes, she said, “It’s not the first or second time I’ve seen you with Randy Pan…”Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Halfway through her sentence, but she suddenly paused, took a breath, and frowned, “Anyway, you better not have done anything to wrong Walker, or I won’t let you go.”

Why does that sound so jealous?

Could it be …

I was taken aback by the suspicion in my mind that Tina Deross had that kind of thing for Walker Richter?

There can be all sorts of strange things in the hoi polloi.

“I can’t understand what you’re saying, I love Walker Richter and married him with all my heart, want to spend my life with him, never had second thoughts.” I deliberately uttered these words to show my loyalty, “Sister-in-law, I’ll go back to the house if there’s nothing else to do, so you can stroll around on your own.”

I turned around, saw Walker Richter not far away, and my feet froze.

He was standing right under the pear tree, wearing a turtleneck beige sweater, orange light spilling over him, snowflakes falling in flakes, on his hair, on his shoulders, in a windy manner.

I wonder how much Walker Richter just heard. Did he stumble upon us by accident, or did he come looking for me?

Walker Richter had no intention of leaving, his face calm rather than heartbreaking.

Tina Deross set me up and didn’t help explain something, and when she saw Walker Richter, she put her head down and went inside, seeming a little afraid of Walker Richter.

Thinking about Walker Richter’s rage at that company, it’s important to save your life, and the thirty-sixth plan is to walk away.

I scowled and crossed over to him, heading straight down the hall.

“Bella Hill,” Walker Richter grabbed my wrist and yanked hard, pinning me against the pear tree, his eyes flashing coldly with hidden anger, “Which of your words is true and which is false, I can’t understand you more and more. ”

“Uh?” I reacted, he should have been referring to what he just said, he did hear it after all, I raised a warmthless smile, “Whichever sentence you think sounds good is true.”

His deep gaze was locked on me, as if he was trying to see through me.

Abruptly, he suddenly pinched my neck, the cold light in his eyes was replaced by a murderous aura, and he smiled coldly: “I only realized today that my wife is so attractive, there are really quite a lot of ‘friends’ out there, and it seems that my words have fallen on deaf ears.”

He bit out the word ‘friend’ extra hard, almost squeezing it through his teeth.

I guess Walker Richter should have known Bella Hill’s style before, just never cared, didn’t care, but if he really cuckolded him and touched the bottom line, he probably would have killed someone.

I don’t know any Randy Pan, I believe that Bella Hill likes Ulysses Will, I also believe that she hooked up with Ulysses Will, but I don’t know what’s going on with this Randy Pan, and listening to Tina Deross, it’s obvious that Bella Hill is having an affair with Randy Pan, and Walker Richter heard it just now. And from what Tina Deross just said, Bella Hill and Randy Pan obviously have something going on, and Walker Richter just heard it, so what’s the big deal?

Walker Richter has been sleeping in separate rooms from Bella Hill, and it’s not unreasonable to think that a woman, who needs a bit of physical need anyhow, is really going down the wrong path, and with what Tina Deross just said, it’s impossible to even try to convince Walker Richter that Bella Hill hasn’t been cheating on him.

I bet Walker Richter has had women all year too.

I’m having a particularly hard time breathing. It’s hard. I’m trying to stay alive. Paying for Bella Hill, that’s just stupid.

Seeing the murderous look in Walker Richter’s eyes, I didn’t dare die and said with difficulty, “I haven’t betrayed you, I swear, and if I have, then let me go out and get hit by a car.”

Bella Hill was the one who betrayed, not me.

This oath I sent especially serious, in order to calm Walker Richter’s anger, I said again very doggedly, “Look at the whole North City, where can I find a man who is more elegant, suave, handsome and gold, and good body than you, Randy Pan who I do not know, in front of you, what is he ah, I can marry you, I must have saved the whole galaxy in my previous life. I can marry you, I must have saved the whole Milky Way in my previous life, how can I do something wrong to you, I am not stupid.”

I do not know which of my words pleases him, the hostility in his eyes is reduced quite a bit, his eyes in my face back and forth, cold hooked lips, seemingly smiling: “You really are not stupid.”

Seeing that he was in a slightly better mood, I tried to break his grip and gained fresh air, which soothed my whole being.

I raised my biggest smile, ignored the sarcasm in Walker Richter’s tone, and went along for the ride, “Thanks for the compliment, hubby.”

Instead, he mentally greeted Walker Richter all over, and Tina Deross in passing.

Walker Richter, out of the corner of his eye, gave me a very strange look and pointed his finger at me, “Bella Hill …”

I held his hand, pretending to be aggrieved and interrupted him, “Husband, you won’t even have this confidence, right, my whole heart can be pounced on you, the whole North City knows that I like you, why don’t you know it.”

Walker Richter stared at me, and after a moment, drew his hand back, said nothing, and turned toward the hall.

Looking at Walker Richter’s upright back, I took a long breath.

At the dinner table, I didn’t dare to talk much, I sat next to Walker Richter and kept eating with my head buried in my mouth, Tina Deross looked my way a couple of times, but I pretended I didn’t see it and continued to eat my own.

Walker Richter had to maintain the illusion of our love in front of the old lady by offering me food every now and then.

The man can really pretend.

After the meal, Charles Richter called both Walker Richter and Ben Richter to his study, supposedly to talk about business, and the women just chatted in the hall.

Tina Deross suddenly spoke up about accompanying her daughter Miley to the piano room to practice.

Whenever I hear the word ‘gin’, I get sensitive and always have a feeling that I’m going to be in trouble.

Sure enough.

Nancy Richter immediately smiled and said, “Sister-in-law, you don’t know how to play the piano, let your second sister-in-law keep Miley company, she’s passed grade twelve, and I hear she’s won a lot of awards.”

I don’t know why Nancy Richter is so insistent on having me play the piano.

You can’t cut yourself this time.

Mr. Richter’s mother chimed in, “Bella, go ahead and mentor Miley.”

I let out a dry laugh, and was about to tough it out and see what happens when my cell phone suddenly rang, a lifesaver.

I immediately got on the line, and on the other side of the line was an unfamiliar woman’s voice: “Is this Ms. Alva Hill, please?”

My heart skipped a beat when I heard the words ‘Alva Hill’, and I subconsciously covered the receiver, glancing at THE Richter family man for a reaction.