Chapter 105: I Can’t Fight Fate
Aunt Lexi was the maid in the house, she had the most access to those things, and every time something was delivered from the Richter family’s old house, I told her to find a place to put it.
Kelly Zex was kicked out again because of me, Aunt Lexi had the motive and the time to commit the crime.
“Young lady, you can eat recklessly, but don’t talk nonsense, I can’t do such a thing, don’t accuse me falsely, Kelly was gotten rid of by you, I still count on this job to support my family, you press such a big crime on my head, if Mr. and the old lady know about it, that’s not good enough.” Aunt Lexi’s mouth was scared, but her expression was not one of fear: “This can only be blamed on your own bad fate.”
All things have their own destinies, but not anyone else’s.
Aunt Lexi is right, it’s all fate.
I thought I could win the bet, but I lost again and again, I can’t fight the arrangement of fate.
Aunt Lexi put the leftover food on the bedside and left, but it’s really realistic, Walker Richter seldom comes back, even if they don’t deliver the food, no one will know.
Smelling the rancid food, I tugged at the corner of my mouth and remembered what Martin Mo had said.
I’ve finally hit this south wall before turning back.
On the fortieth day of Walker Richter’s imprisonment, he finally took me out of Pear orchard.
Old Mrs. Richter sent word to come back to the old house for dinner tonight.
On his way out the door, Walker Richter coldly warned, “When you get to the old mansion, don’t give me any more slack jawed faces that would give Grandma the slip.”
I curved the corner of my lips and looked at this cold man on my side, “Walker Richter, if you’re so afraid, don’t take me with you, I can’t guarantee that I won’t slip up later.”
I would have laughed, but I couldn’t laugh anymore.
Since that day, Walker Richter also seemed like a different person, exuding hostility all around.
Walker Richter grabbed me by the waist, his voice was cold, “It seems that we need to do a good job at night, in order to make you obedient.”
He emphasized the word “fuck.”
I shuddered at the thought of his endless demands on those nights.
“Walker Richter,” I gritted my teeth.
He was in a suddenly good mood, however, and a sneer played at the corner of his mouth, “Don’t challenge my patience.”
These days with Walker Richter lip-synching, I was tired of any language, pressed down the anger in my chest, numbly closed my eyes, “Walker Richter, you want a child, there are plenty of women to give you a child, Pheobe Wilson, Susan Su, they must be very happy, why me, just Because I have the exact same face as Bella Hill?”
It’s a question I’ve wanted to ask for a long time, and it’s been hovering in the back of my mind.
Old Mrs. Richter didn’t have to crawl out of my belly to have a grandchild.
Walker Richter’s eyebrows pressed together and his voice sounded like it came from hell, “It can only be you.”
I had no idea what that meant.
The car quickly arrived at the Richter family’s old mansion, in order to put on a show in front of Mr. Richter’s mother, he personally led me inside, Fin Wilson came down from upstairs, saw us coming, but also just said in a light tone, “Walker is back.”
Fin Wilson ignored me completely.
The knot of Nancy Richter in her mind became the biggest obstacle between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
In the Richter family’s old house, I gained some freedom, but it was only relative freedom; as soon as I stepped out of the hall, Walker Richter’s voice was bound to ring behind me.
He was a strict watchman.
To prevent me from escaping, Walker Richter told me to go upstairs and rest, and to wait until dinner before calling me.
When he said this, it looked like we were really in love from an outsider’s point of view.
Ben Richter joked, “Walker, you’re too nervous about your siblings, is this good news?”
Everyone knows that Tina Deross and I are both trying to get pregnant, and whoever gets pregnant first and has a boy first gets the company.
Now Ben Richter and Walker Richter are on opposite sides of the fence, but the two brothers did not fight like in the bloody TV series, the brothers’ feelings did not seem to be affected by Mr. Richter’s mother’s request.
Walker Richter gave me a deep look, “No good news for now.”
Perhaps it was really because of the birth control pill, even though Walker Richter plowed diligently, my stomach did not move at all.
Walker Richter must be anxious in his heart.
Ben Richter smiled and patted Walker Richter’s shoulder: “This has to go with the flow, you do not give sister-in-law too much pressure, in the company’s management I’m not as good as you, the heir position I did not want to fight for, you also know that I have always been big brother has no big ambitions, just want to live a little idle days, the future of the company’s heavy responsibility or have to be handed over to you! The heavy responsibility of the company will have to be handed over to you in the future.”Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.
Ben Richter’s words are very sincere, can not hear a bit of hypocrisy, he seems to have no idea of the company, but it is set off by Walker Richter’s ambition for the company.
Walker Richter look as usual, can not see any emotion, just faintly answered: “Well.”
“Walker, we haven’t played chess for a long time, want to have a game?”
I prayed in my heart that Walker Richter would say yes, although it was as I wished, Walker Richter asked Tina Deross to accompany me, saying that he was accompanying me, but actually looking at me.
Tina Deross didn’t look any better than I did, much thinner and more gaunt.
I went upstairs with her to make small talk when Joyce Parvis came in with a bowl of Chinese herbs, and while she was still in the doorway I could smell the pungent odor, it was awful.
I caught a glimpse of Tina Deross subconsciously stepping back and blushing at the sight of Joyce Parvis, she was in fear.
Joyce Parvis smiled and said, “Tina Deross, drink it while it’s hot, there’s only one left in this regimen.”
I looked at the blackened medicine, it smelled disgusting, where could I drink it.
Tina Deross, however, did not dare to rebel against Joyce Parvis, obviously very repulsive, but still took it, eyes closed, just like going to the execution ground to give the medicine a gulp.
Joyce Parvis looked at the empty bowl and stared at Tina Deross’ stomach with great satisfaction: “There should be good news soon.”
Ben Richter wasn’t in a hurry, but Joyce Parvis was.
After Joyce Parvis left with the empty bowl, Tina Deross immediately ran to the bathroom and squatted next to the toilet, vomiting furiously.
All women, looking at her like this, I can not help but sympathize.
I went over to her and gave her a tissue, patting her back to help her breathe.
She threw up almost all of the medicine she had just drank before she felt better, and sat paralyzed next to the toilet, weakly pulling at the corners of her mouth, “Thank you.”
Tina Deross must have been drinking this medicine for a while, thinking of Doctor Chou’s earlier comment about her uterine cold, I asked, “Are you feeling better?”
Tina Deross shook her head, “The same old thing, I’m afraid it’s hard to get pregnant again.”
As long as Tina Deross doesn’t get pregnant, Joyce Parvis will definitely have to find her medication in different ways.
“Just now I heard Big Brother say that he has no interest in the company, you don’t have to get pregnant.”
At those words, Tina Deross looked at me with a complicated expression, she suddenly raised the corner of her mouth as if in mockery, and said something unintelligible, “This THE Richter family is a cannibalistic place.”
I wondered what Tina Deross had gone through to make her say such a thing.
It must have been more than just domestic abuse and forcing her to have children.
What I saw in her eyes was barren, and what looked like glory and riches to the outside world was a shackle to her.
I was about to say something when Tina Deross stared at me and said mysteriously, “Don’t trust anyone in the Richter family.”