President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 834

Queeny Horton whispered her thanks and got back into her wheelchair.

He probably noticed her stiff legs, and though he didn't say anything, she could feel something regretful in his eyes.

He had probably imagined many tragic stories about Queeny Horton, without her knowing.

But Queeny didn't care. After saying goodbye to him, she went out into the yard, dragging the suitcase which had been left at the corner of the door.

The old house had been deserted for a long time.

The yard was overgrown with weeds and cobwebs hung in the corners. The branches of a formerly majestic tree were left bare due to the long negligence.

Queeny steered the wheelchair forward.

Fortunately, there were no steps in front of the house, so she went straight to the front door, took out the key, opened the door, and went straight in.

The room was in darkness.

It had been empty for so long that the air was full of the musty smell of dust and humidity.

Following directions from her memory, Queeny found the switch and turned on the light, which instantly lit up the room.

She put up her hand to shield her eyes.

After a few moments, she slowly lowered her hand.

She looked around and saw that everything in the house looked exactly as she remembered it.

The only difference was that there was dust everywhere, and the big sofa in the middle of the living room was covered with a thick white cloth. Queeny went over and lifted the white cloth, and the dust began to fly everywhere.

She fluttered her hands and coughed, patiently giving the room a quick sweep.

Because the house was too big, many of the children who could not live in the orphanage at that time lived here in Burke Webber’s house.

The house was inherited from Burke’s ancestors, so it was very large. Before Burke died, he called her to his bedside and gave her the house, saying he was giving her a dowry in advance because he couldn't see her get married. He told her to get on with her life.

He may not be her own father or grandfather, but he was much closer.

At the thought of this, Queeny couldn't help feeling a little sad.

After tidying up, she went to her old room.

As her room was on the first floor, she did not have to climb stairs. When the room was ready, she unpacked her suitcase, took out her pajamas, and went to sleep hastily.

Queeny was really tired today. She had been through several things, both physically and mentally.

She was just going to take a nap so she could wake up vigilantly if anything happened. But unexpectedly, she was so tired that she fell asleep soundly.

It was the next morning when she woke up.

She opened her eyes and saw the sunlight streaming through the cracks in the window. It was already ten o 'clock in the morning.

Queeny braced herself to sit up.

She felt a little pain, and she knew it was because she had not slept on the wooden bed at home for so long and the board was too hard.

Queeny packed up in a hurry last night and didn't bother to find a clean quilt, so she just slept like that.

After all, both she and Felix thought that they would soon attack her again.

So it's highly likely that they would have come last night.

But she slept through the night and nothing happened?

How could they actually suck it up and not do anything?

Queeny couldn’t help frowning.

But the show had already begun and she couldn’t give up halfway.

Queeny pulled back the covers and got out of bed, rubbed her sore shoulders and took her wheelchair to the back to get some water to wash her face.