Revenge with Her Quadruplets novel Chapter 53

Chapter 53 Where Have You Been

The two stopped on a street.

The streets in the downtown area were always bustling and hustling.

It was full of traffic and colorful, dazzling neon lights.

The night was cool and with a gentle breeze, their black hair flew and entangled in the air, forming a picturesque scene.

"Haha..." Arielle laughed sillily. The laughter was mixed with bitterness and helplessness.

"Ellie," she called.

"Yes," Eleanor turned to look at him and found her face covered with tears.

Her black hair covered half of her face, making her look more captivating.

Arielle said with a smile, "I thought what I heard just now so ridiculous."

Eleanor could understand how she felt. She comforted, "I have no idea about which man I slept with back then either. Just like you."

Eleanor suddenly hugged Eleanor and rested her head on the shoulder. Looking at the traffic flow on the street not far away, she said with a bitter smile, "Ellie, we're no wonder we are good friends. We even have similar fates. But sleeping with a stranger is better than sleeping with Andrew. I would want to vomit if that man was Andrew."

Eleanor hugged her back with a smile. Her smile looked very enchanting under the lights as she said, "It's so great that you can think it through. Just focus on your life in the future."

"Yes!" Arielle looked at her with gratitude. Tears streamed down her face as she continued, "Ellie, what should I do if you didn't come?"

Eleanor comforted her helplessly, "I came, so don't think too much about this. Sisi is coming. You may stay at my home these days. Please help me take care of Little Elijah. Gosh, he was almost exposed today."

"No problem," Arielle replied with a vigorous nod.

Eleanor sent her to Sienna's car and then hailed a taxi by the roadside to return to the Moores' manor.

...

After being driven out of the manor, Michale and his family moved into the house that he bought before.

The terraced house was not luxurious and it was a bit crowded for the large family to live together here.

Michale didn't like staying in a crowded house, so he sent his eldest brother's family to one of his large flats downtown.

Therefore, he now only lived with his parents and the servants they brought.

One of Michael's hands had been broken and after being bandaged in the hospital, the broken hand was hung before his chest. With such a look, he appeared miserable and haggard.

His shares had been taken away and he was very furious when he learned about this after returning from the hospital.

Looking at her pale, injured son, Madison felt very distressed.

"Mike, what happened? How did Sebastian learn about what you'd done to him? How could he be so ruthless? He almost tortured you to death!"

Madison wished so much to cut Sebastian into pieces.

However, she couldn't do anything to him because he was very strong and invincible.

Michael's gaze turned gloomy with a hint of killing intent flashing across them. He pressed his thin lips tightly as he listened to his mother, his eyes flickering. He somehow regained some of his senses from his angry state.

He gazed at Madison and said, "It was obvious that I was targeted today. But who would do that?" Or could it be that he was betrayed by someone? But even Caroline didn't know what he had done.

The more Michael thought about this, the more he thought there must be something wrong with Sebastian's new wife.

Madison had no clue either. After all, she was aware that her son had offended many people.

"The doctors sent by Hailey cured Uncle Sebastian. She's ruined my plan, so I must let her pay the price."

He'd always been good at dealing with women.

Madison was also furious. They were about to succeed, but that b*lth ruined it. Naturally, she wouldn't let her off either.

She sneered maliciously, looking very scheming and cunning with her eyes becoming unfathomable as she formed a plan in her mind.

"Mike, she wants to marry your uncle, doesn't she? Sebastian is a cripple now and I doubt he's already impotent. Why not come out with some ideas to help them? Isn't it a better choice to make use of your uncle to teach Hailey a lesson?

Sebastian stared at her dirty face. She looked brilliant when she smiled.

He slightly pressed his lips and gazed at his son, asking, "Are you reassured now."

Waylon replied, "Yes. You may go back now."

Sebastian felt as if he was not wanted.

"Okay. I'll leave after she goes out," Sebastian said in a flat voice.

Waylon thought for a second before looking down at the ground and asking, "Dad, will you divorce Eleanor?"

If his mom was determined to take him back and could provide a paternity test, his dad wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

But Waylon didn't want to leave Sebastian because the latter treated him really well.

Sebastian had never thought about this question. Instead of answering the question, he asked, "Do you like Eleanor?"

Waylon replied with a nod, "I like her! She's very good to me."

Hugging his son, Sebastian slightly curled his fingers and flipped his son's forehead, saying, "Pay more attention to your study. You even failed to recite the poet."

Waylon was lost for words. "That was not me!" he retorted inwardly.

He suddenly said, "Dad, thank you for taking care of me all these years."

Sebastian looked at his son with confusion. He didn't respond to Waylon and continued to read the book for him.

Eleanor felt a sharp pain in her foot when she took a shower. After putting on her clothes, she sat down and checked on her foot, only to realize that it had been cut at some time. And there was some soil in the wound, which caused her to feel sharp pain.

Eleanor pulled over the shower to wash the wound and then walked out of the bathroom in a pair of slippers.

As soon as she came out, she heard Sebastian reading a book for Waylon, his voice low, charming, and pleasant to the ear.

Sebastian stopped and looked over when he heard Eleanor's footsteps.