Queen Revenge

Tina Deross’s words were creepy, she looked strange today, very abnormal, in a trance, one moment pulling herself up into a smile, the next moment serious enough to make one’s heart tighten.

I pursed my lips, did not dare to be too loud to startle her, squatted beside her, softly asked, “Sister-in-law, what’s wrong with you?”

Trying to reach out to help her, she shrank back as if she had been frightened by something and gave me a timid look.

I was slightly surprised and moved my hand that was frozen in mid-air, but still tried to help her out of the bathroom.

At the moment my hand touched her, she seemed to be in pain and sucked in a breath of cold air, but held her tongue.

It was only then that I realized, through her loose clothing, that she had added a number of new injuries to her body.

I didn’t have to ask to know that Ben Richter had hit her.

I helped her over to the bed and rested her down.

I asked her, “Is there any medicine in the room?”

She knew what I wanted and pointed to the drawer.

Pulling the drawer open, it was piled high with whips of varying thicknesses, all stained with blood, and chain handcuffs, all of which had been used on Tina Deross, and which made me ache with anger just thinking about them.

The next drawer was filled with ointments, all imported.

Tina Deross, her eyes staring listlessly at the crystal lamp, said numbly, “No amount of good medicine will help.”

Medicine can only cure superficial wounds, but what can heal the wounds in the heart?

I lifted her dress and saw the injuries on her body and sucked in a breath of cold air, Ben Richter hit her really hard this time.

“Why don’t you divorce him? He doesn’t treat you like a human being.” I was very angry.

From a woman’s point of view, I sympathized with this woman, and at the time I was really hoping that she would get unstuck and divorce Ben Richter.

Tina Deross rolled her eyes and didn’t say anything.

I snapped a bit of ointment and applied it to her wound, and despite the gentle action, she shivered in pain.

Seeing her like this, I was a bit hateful: “You refused to leave the Richter family because of Walker Richter, do you think this is useful? Who knows what you’ve endured? You like Walker Richter and stay in the Richter family in such a way, what have you gained by doing so except moving yourself.”

At the mention of Walker Richter, Tina Deross’s eyes like stagnant water suddenly came to life, I had known she liked Walker Richter, but it was something we had never picked up on.

“I didn’t.” Tina Deross denied fearfully, her eyes not daring to look me in the eye.

“Tina Deross, don’t you think you’re so great for even admitting that you like him, for being such a coward and hiding in the shadows and suffering this in silence?” I laughed at her, and I was also laughing at myself.

Tina Deross sat up all of a sudden, her eyes dimmed, she thought I was really mocking her, she didn’t argue, instead she laughed at herself, “You’re right, I’m cowardly, in the first place, if I were braver, maybe I wouldn’t have become Ben Richter’s wife, I brought all of this on myself, the Richter family is a The Richter family is a cage, I was locked in this cage for seven whole years, every day and every moment I wanted to escape, but I didn’t dare, I didn’t want to give up, but they don’t know, the spring keeps being pressed, one day it will rebound, the harder it is pressed, the stronger it will rebound.”

I don’t know what she was talking about back then, at that moment I suddenly felt that the Tina Deross in front of me wasn’t as simple as I apparently recognized.

I pursed my lips and didn’t know what to say, Tina Deross suddenly grabbed my hand and said mysteriously, “Leave THE Richter family and don’t come back, or you’ll surely end up being gnawed on without even a bone left.”

As soon as Tina Deross’s words left her mouth, there was movement from downstairs.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

There was the sound of a woman spilling her guts and a man screaming.

I was very puzzled and went downstairs only to realize that it was Pheobe Wilson who had come to my door.

To be precise, it was she who brought her foster parents to the door to seek justice and a statement from Walker Richter.

My earlier guess came true, the baby in Pheobe Wilson’s belly was Walker Richter’s.

Pheobe Wilson sat on the sofa in the living room and wept hard, seemingly crying out her grievances and heartaches. Walker Richter sat opposite her, indifferent, as if he were an outsider, with a cold expression on his face.

Mr. and Mrs. Charles Richter and Ben RichterJoyce Parvis were all in the hall, looking differently, but neither seemed to take it seriously.

Pheobe Wilson’s adoptive parents, on the other hand, bickered loudly, “the Richter family old lady, your grandson knocked up my daughter, you tell me what to do about this.”

“My daughter has not yet married, if this is known, how to do, this thing you the Richter family must give a statement.”

Normally this would go directly to the man himself, not to the old lady, but it seems that these people knew that Mrs. Richter wanted to have a grandchild, and took advantage of this to come to the door to make trouble.

Pheobe Wilson allowed his adoptive parents to make such a fuss, I’m afraid he couldn’t wait and wanted to take a gamble.

Old Mrs. Richter, holding her cane, glanced at Pheobe Wilson in a very calm manner, “How many months has it been?”

Pheobe Wilson’s voice was as thin as a mosquito: “More than three months.”

This look of an aggravated daughter-in-law is a far cry from the arrogance he used to have when he mumbled in front of me that he wanted to be Ms. Richter.

Ms. Richter nodded knowingly, and asked Pheobe Wilson’s foster parents sideways, “I don’t know what you two want to say, and how do you think this matter can be handled to make you satisfied.”

Pheobe Wilson adoptive parents heard Richter old lady so good to talk, face a happy, looked at Walker Richter, said: “Pheobe dead heart, since identified your grandson, the children also have, we do parents can not beat the lovebirds, naturally is to fulfill the two young people, as long as Walker As long as Walker Richter divorces and marries Pheobe, and gives Pheobe a name, we will become a family, and this matter will naturally not be pursued.”

I stood at the stairway and did not go down, listening to the demands of Pheobe Wilson’s adoptive parents, and then looking at Walker Richter and Pheobe Wilson, I was surprised that I did not half rise and fall, because I knew that it was not so simple.

Tina Deross’s nervous words suddenly rang in my ears, the Richter family is not easy to talk to, how can they let these people take it.

The Richter family’s reaction of all the people are a bit wrong, as to what is wrong, I can not say.

Sure enough, the Richter old lady looked at Walker Richter and asked, “Walker, Miss Wilson said that the child in this belly is yours, what are you going to do about it?”

Walker Richter’s sword brows frowned coldly, “My child can only be born from my wife’s belly, Miss Wilson’s child, what does it have to do with me?”

This was a denial that the child in Pheobe Wilson’s stomach was his.

Upon hearing this, Pheobe Wilson’s tears fell even harder, as if she couldn’t believe that Walker Richter was so heartless, and cried out miserably, “Walker…”

Pheobe Wilson adoptive parents on hearing it exploded: “What are you talking about, do not want to recognize the account is it, Pheobe tummy in the child is yours, is your the Richter family’s seed, if you do not give a statement today, we can only look for the media to give us a statement.”

That was the threat.

Old Mrs. Richter and Walker Richter had both seen great storms, where would they be deterred by this threat.

Walker Richter had run out of patience, got up and walked to Pheobe Wilson, his expression cold: “You want to be Ms. Richter?”