Ex-husband Goes Money Comes by Yvone Zabielski novel Chapter 207

Chapter 207 The Drunken Viola

Todd restrained his swollen eyes from crying and continued.

“He was the captain of the 14th team of the National Bureau of Investigation. That day, there was an emergency order from the bureau. This order was recalled only after something big happened. However, he didn’t want to leave without saying goodbye and wanted to finish the last thing for you. So he requested to postpone it for three days. The injuries on his body were punishment for disobeying orders.”

The internal strife of the family was no small matter. Even a day later, they would face the danger of having their power stolen. It was not a simple matter at all.

But for Viola, Orlando would rather be punished than postpone it for three days.

Todd said sadly, “Thirty whips. He was beaten until he vomited blood. In the end, the executioner became merciful and only hit him twenty times.”

Viola looked at the bloody shirt in her hand and did not understand.

“What kind of whip can be so powerful? Twenty whips and he even vomited blood?”

“It was not an ordinary whip. It was a black whip with golden threads. The whip was covered with tiny barbs. Blood can be seen with just a light whip, not to mention the executor was experienced. The whip could even penetrate his muscles. Because of the burn, there are few parts that can resist the punishment on the back. The last five whips even hit the back of the waist…”

Todd couldn’t continue speaking, and he was angry and distressed at the same.

Viola couldn’t imagine it at all. She felt pain all over.

He was already injured in his back. How did he survive such a heavy punishment?

No wonder something had happened to him this time. He had to kill someone for her with such a serious injury. What risky behavior!

Viola clutched the shirt that was soaked in blood tightly. Her knuckles turned white, and she was about to cry.

However, in front of Todd, she forced back her tears.

Viola knew the truth, although she looked sad, she did not shed a single tear. Deep in

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Todd’s heart, he felt sorry for Orlando.

To fall in love with suchialieartless woman was a tragedy for Orlando.

But as a subordinate and bystander, Todd had no right to accuse Viola.

Todd siglied and tried to speak in a steady tone.

“Actually, I came here today to say goodbye to Ms. Zumthor. I’m leaving. I’m Mr. Caffrey’s subordinate. Now that he’s dead, I have to work with my new superior. I’m afraid I won’t return to Washington. Ms. Zumthor, take care.”

Viola just looked at Todd and said nothing.

Todd lowered his sorrowful eyes. He turned around and walked toward the door.

Todd just walked two steps, but he stopped and looked back at Viola. “No one knows how to love when they are born. Mr. Caffrey thought Anaya had saved him, so he forced himself to love her, but he didn’t know that he actually fell in love with you three years ago. Even though Anaya came close to him, he never touched hier.”

Todd paused and lowered his head. “The time you jumped off the plane, it was Lawson who used his name to do it. Mr. Caffrey didn’t know about it. He even searched for you in the mountains for half a month and was chased by Bobby. What he got in return was your revenge, humiliation, and torture.”

Todd continued to ask Viola, “Every time you were in danger, he would risk his life to save you. He was bullied and abused by you, but he never complained. He put down his pride as a man and atoned for his sins. Don’t you feel … touched?”

Todd’s words were like thousands of steel needles that pierced Viola’s heart.

The pain was overflowing, and there was not a single part of her body that did not hurt.

She bit her lower lip until there were blood marks. The strong cuilt and self-blame had alinost drowned her.

“I… I am sorry…”

Her voice was hoarse as she said these three words.

Todd sighed again. He suppressed his emotions and walked out, closing the door for her.

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When Todd left, Viola held the bloody shirt in her arms, her tears surging as she cried.

She suddenly remembered what happened on the day she came back from the abandoned factory.

Orlando was sitting properly in the car, and it turned out that he was in so much pain that he could not lean on the back cushion.

When Orlando went up the stairs, he held the railing and walked step by step. There were injuries on his waist. With every step he took, his injuries would hurt.

For the first time he didn’t cook when he came back, he used the excuse of being sleepy. It turned out that his pain was at the limit at that time.

Viola pounded her chest in frustration. Every tear that fell to the floor was filled with unspeakable pain and grief.

Heavens!

If it wasn’t for the unbearable pain, how could Orlando have revealed so many flaws, but Viola didn’t notice…