Ex-husband Goes Money Comes by Yvone Zabielski novel Chapter 190

Chapter 190 Be Locked Up or Go Away

They were at loggerheads and glared at each other for a few minutes.

Viola stood between Jerry and Orlando and looked at them.

Since the effect of special drug 023 had worn off, Orlando looked more powerful than Jerry, and his eyes were even colder.

Viola was lost for words.

They were in such a state when they first met. She could not imagine what would happen later.

Viola coughed loudly to distract them.

She motioned to Jerry to look at the dining room and said in a soft voice, “Jerry, look, I’ve prepared the dishes and two bottles of red wine. We haven’t had a drink together for a long time. Let’s enjoy ourselves tonight.”

“Alright.”

Jerry stopped glaring at Orlando and looked at Viola tenderly, walking to the dining room with her.

“Viola, you are really a good cook! The dishes smell so nice! I wasn’t hungry at first. But now, it makes me hungry!”

“I’m glad that you like it.”

Orlando was still standing on the stairs, watching them talking and laughing.

Viola had told him about tonight’s plan in advance.

But when he saw her smiling so happily and sweetly calling Jerry, Orlando still felt pain.

When would she be so kind to him?

Viola and Jerry in the dining room were talking and laughing, and no one paid attention to

Orlando’s annoved face at all.

At the dining table, Viola pursed her lips and smiled. She took the initiative to take the prepared red wine on the table, trying to serve it to Jerry.

Jerry reached out his hand and stopped her. “Viola, since there is a servant here, he should play his role. You don’t have to do it yourself.”

Viola froze for a moment before she quickly smiled again.

She put down the red wine and looked in the direction of the stairs.

“Orlando, come here.”

Jerry smiled smugly. He sat up straight and seemed to have been used to it for many years. He looked steadily forward, waiting for Orlando to serve him a cup of wine.

Seeing that Orlando was walking over, Jerry looked at Viola’s face and said in an amazing tone, “Viola, there seems to be something dirty on your face. Let me wipe it for you.”

Viola sat still.

Jerry’s eyes were filled with tenderness as he gently extended his hand toward Viola’s face.

Before Jerry could touch Viola, his wrist was gripped by another hand.

Orlando’s face was gloomy. He gritted his teeth and said in anger, “Mr. Felton, please behave yourself. Don’t try to touch those who you should not offend.”

Jerry looked up at Orlando and sneered, “It’s not up to you to tell me what I should do!”

The more he spoke, the heavier Jerry’s tone became. He wanted to shake off Orlando’s hand in disgust

Orlando tightened his grip, and his eyes were filled with hostility when he met Jerry’s eyes.

Jerry tried to break free twice but failed. He was a little annoyed.

“Viola, look how he treats his master! How arrogant! You should throw this ungrateful man out as soon as possible!”

Just as Viola was about to speak, Orlando snorted, “My master is only Viola. Who are you?”

Their gazes met once again. They were also secretly competing.

The air was heavy.

Viola sighed and held her forehead.

As long as Orlando was here, she would see two men fighting each other anywhere. Why?

She coughed twice again and glared at Orlando with a warning look.

“Enough! Let him go.”

With this order, Orlando obediently let go of Jerry.

But he was standing still between Viola and Jerry, like a moving camera that was monitoring if Jerry had done anything,

Jerry took out a napkin that he carried with him and elegantly wiped his sleeves before speaking with displeasure.

“Viola, I think that as long as he is here tonight, we cannot enjoy this meal.”

Viola understood what he meant. She looked up at Orlando and seriously reprimanded, “Mr. Felton is my guest. You offended him when you came here. Are you deliberately annoying me? It seems that I spoiled you too much and made you forget who the master is.”