Ex-husband Goes Money Comes by Yvone Zabielski novel Chapter 442

Chapter 442 Ormand Is So Jealous

“Breenda…”

He covered his shoulder with a frown and called with red eyes.

This was the first time Breenda had seen his aggrieved expression. She was stunned for a long time before she recovered. She closed her eyes as if something obscene was in front of her.

“Bentley, I am now engaged. I have nothing to do with you. If you do anything to me today, my reputation will be ruined.”

This sentence awakened Bentley.

“I’m sorry for my rudeness.‘

Bentley got up and sat on the chair next to him, curled up.

Bloody marks were on his lower lip, and he could not stop trembling. His face was abnormally red, and it was obvious that he was holding back hard.

The moment Breenda regained her freedom, she ran out of the door and left without looking back.

Bentley watched as Breenda left resolutely and felt a burst of self–mockery in his heart.

How good would it be if he had recognized his feelings earlier? He wouldn’t feel the pain after losing her.

He endured it, and his heart was about to be flooded by agony.

When Bentley was on the verge of despair, the door to the private room was pushed open.

Breenda didn’t leave and came back with the manager to help Bentley with the drug.

Bentley looked at Breenda, who had returned, and felt unprecedented gratefulness.

Viorin.

At lunchtime, Aracely saw Ormand walk down the stairs while holding the railing and was puzzled.

“Sir, what happened to your leg? Is it because of the humid weather?”

“Yes, my knees hurt,” Ormand replied as he limped away in anger.

“But it didn’t rain in Salt Lake City last night. How is it possible?” Aracely looked at the sun in confusion.

Ormand didn’t know what to say.

With a sullen face, Ormand coughed and explained, “Yesterday, Viola was sleeping under the blanket. I didn’t tuck myself in. Perhaps that is the cause.‘

“I see.”

Aracely felt that there was something strange about this, but she couldn’t tell. She had to be concerned. “Then please take some pills. Don’t kiss the kids since you have a cold. Stay away from them to avoid infecting them.”

“Alright.”

Ormand didn’t hesitate. It was better to stay away so he wouldn’t get beaten up if he was too close to the kids.

As they were chatting, footsteps came from the third floor.

Ormand immediately commanded Aracely. “Did you come down to wash the feeder? Then do it and don’t ask too much.”

“Yes, sir.”

Aracely turned and entered the kitchen.

Viola left quickly and when she saw him holding the railing, she lifted his arm.

“It still hurts? Didn’t you apply the medicine last night?”

The moment she comforted him, Ormand frowned and complained in a low voice, “How could the swelling from kneeling for two hours be gone that soon?”

Ormand wrapped his arms around Viola’s waist, took off his leather gloves, and showed her the swollen wounds on his hands. “I have no reward after being punished. Viola, when will you be concerned about me?”

Viola rubbed him and blew his wound. Seeing that he still looked aggrieved, she pressed her lips against the wound and kissed it.

“There will be a business banquet the day after tomorrow. When I come back from the banquet, I will dote on you at night and make you comfortable, okay?”

Ormand was satisfied now that Viola was going to take care of him two days later instead of one week later.

However, he sensed something different from her words.

“What do you mean by coming back from the banquet? Are you going alone and leaving me behind in the villa?”

Viola nodded. “If both of us are not here, Aracely will have to take care of two babies by herself.

Accidents tend to happen. I am worried.”

“That won’t do.”

Ormand said firmly, “I have to go with you.”