President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 437

But when he faced her, he didn't say a word. Even if all the valuable things in his family were lost, he didn't say a word.

Every time he saw her, he would smile.

Later, she learned that every time the other party came to him for an explanation, he would slap her.

The slap did not stop until the other party stopped pursuing the matter.

At that time, he was saying that when he had money in the future, he must return all the anger he had suffered at that time.

At that time, she was very touched. In this world, maybe no one would treat her like this again.

So she tried her best to make her family agree to let him marry into The Stevenson family.

In the end, Vicky Stevenson could not suppress her stubbornness and finally agreed.

After getting married, he really went to find those people and beat them one by one with the power of The Stevenson family.

Back then, she had known about it and even quarreled with him. She blamed him for not doing this and ruining The Stevenson family's reputation.

At that time, he didn't say anything. He just lowered his head and stayed there.

He neither explained nor argued with her.

Later, she realized that he just hated those people for looking down on him.

He cared too much about this. At that time, she felt that it was wrong for him to think so. The more he cared, the more others would think that he was trying to climb up to The Stevenson family.

She thought that if she could do it again could have another choice.

She would never scold him. She would only accompany him at that time to get back at him.

But now, he was gone!

Everything was meaningless.

He was a bastard, a bad bet, a person that he won’t help, but he was still her favorite man!

Although she had helped him support Allen's family in the past few years, Allen must have done a lot for The Stevenson family!

If he hadn't been the one helping Vicky Stevenson in the dark and helping The Stevenson family solve the problems that The Stevenson family couldn't have intervened in openly, how could The Stevenson family have ended up like this?

Why was their fate like this?

Why did those people do so many bad things but continue to enjoy themselves?

Was his life even worse than others'? Why?

As Alma thought about it, she cried. In the end, there was no tear in her eyes. She could only sit there and vomit painfully.

At this moment, footsteps sounded, and a pair of bright leather shoes stopped in front of her.

Alma was stunned for a moment before raising her head.

The sunlight was very strong. When she looked up, her eyes were stung by the light. She could not help squinting. She did not see the man's face clearly, but only saw him wearing a black hat.

He was wearing a clean, meticulous black casual suit, with his hands in his trouser pocket. He looked at her, like God looking down on an inconspicuous nonentity.

"Tsk, tsk. It's such a pity that the eldest daughter of The Stevenson family was thrown on the road!"

The man spoke, his voice as clear and gentle as a clear spring in the mountains.

Even though he said those sarcastic words, he still had an indescribable charm, which made people not feel disgusted.

"Who are you?" Alma asked.

"I'm here to save you."

"Save me?"

"Yes, save you!"

After saying that, the man smiled at her. Then, regardless of Alma's reaction, he turned around and walked straight to a black Bentley parking next to him.

Alma stood in a daze and reacted after a while. She quickly stood up and chased after him.