Ex-husband Goes Money Comes by Yvone Zabielski novel Chapter 155

Chapter 155 You Can’t Do It

As Viola put on her slippers, she observed Orlando.

She took off her coat and handed it to him.

Orlando was stunned for a second. His long eyelashes were curly when lic looked down, and his handsome face was

pale.

He obediently took the coat Viola handed over and helped her hang it on the coat rack

He never took the initiative to say a word, completely unlike him, who was usually attentive.

Viola’s face became gloomy.

Orlando didn’t notice it and turned to look at the clock on the wall of the living room.

It was close to noon.

He prepared to cook in the kitchen.

Viola sat down on the sofa in a domineering manner, her red lips slightly raised, and when she opened her mouth, her tone was cold and indifferent.

“Come here.”

Orlando’s broad back stiffened, and he obediently walked to her, standing still.

She did not raise her head, her expression a little cold. “I remember someone saying that he would not make me look up at him.”

Orlando stood still and felt a little awkward because he found that she was still very cold to him.

Orlando thought, Russell really did not tell her that it was me who saved her. Is that so?

Does it mean that she wanted to settle the score of me and Jaylin going to the charity party together as soon as she came back today?

Originally, Orlando had thought that he would be able to make up for it, but he suddenly felt so stuffy that he couldn’t breathe

“Huh?”

It was a rather dignified voice with the delicate and soli voice of a woman.

Viola was getting impatient.

Orlando Was stunned for IWO Seconds. Ile slowly crouched down in front of lier leel with one knee on the ground. He still looked down, and his eyelashes Trembled slightly.

Viola fell that liis mood was very strange Slie was more curious. She gently looked his cliln with hier fingertips, forcing him to raise his face,

The four eyes met.

Orlando’s eyes were slightly red, and there was grievance and weakness lie could not hide in his eyes.

It looked like he was being bullied by her, and his expression was sickly and extremely innocent.

Viola frowned even deeper.

Get Bot

She hadn’t even asked anything, yet he was already feeling wronged.

“What have you been doing these two days? Mr. McGraw secins to have said that you were not allowed to go out. Why have you not done any housework these iwo days?”

Orlando pursed his thin lips tightly and iclas il luis dicari was being cripped by someone. It hurt so much that he couldn’t breathe

“Are you mute?” Viola raised his chin a little higher.

“Take care of mysell.”

Orlando said briefly, his voice low and hoarse, but his tone carried a trace of grievance.

Viola chuckled.

“What happened to your throal? Were you sick?”

“I had a fever.”

Viola wondered, he stayed in the villa and did not go out. Moreover, it has rained these past two days. How could he have a fever?

But his face is pale and sickly. It seems that he had been seriously sick

Viola had a guess in her heart.

“Gel up. There’s a sofa in front of you. Go sit down,” she said, releasing her grip on his chin.

Orlando did not stand on ceremony. He got up and sat on a small sofa on the side.

He didn’t have much strength left in his body. After squatting for a while, he felt his legs begin to numb and his head was still a little dizzy.

If he squatted a little longer, he was afraid he would not be able to hold on,

Viola raised her hand and elegantly poured herself a glass of water before continuing to ask, “What happened to Vincent’s injuries? Who did it?”

Orlando looked at her drinking water, and his Adam’s apple rolled slightly. He looked calm as he lied, “I was lying in my room for two days. I don’t know. Maybe he fell.”

Viola knew no one was telling the truth.

“What did you do at the charity parly that day?” Viola didn’t want to continue asking about this matter.