Queen Revenge

I originally thought of just letting Ulysses Will meet sweetheart to ease his feelings of longing, but seeing that his eyes did not leave sweetheart for the whole night, with strong fatherly love in his eyes, very reluctant to give up, I regretted a little again.

Before we met, Ulysses Will’s hidden fatherly love hadn’t been stirred up, but now that we’ve met, it’s out of control, and his heart is bound to grow some bold ideas.

Sure enough.

After SWEETHEART falls asleep, Ulysses Will removes his mask and with a wistful, hesitant expression says, “I want to recognize SWEETHEART.”

His tone was firm.

I looked up at Ulysses Will, pursed my lips, and honestly said, “It’s so difficult, it’s almost impossible.”

This is a fact, and Ulysses Will is well aware of it.

He squeezed his shivering right hand, his sword brows frowning lightly, “As sweetheart is my daughter, she should recognize her ancestor, and I won’t let her recognize someone else as her father.”

Seeing that he had made up his mind, my heart tightened and I reminded, “Don’t mess around, sweetheart’s status in THE Richter family is already very embarrassing, if you do anything, it’s sweetheart who will suffer.”

I’m hoping to take sweetheart to stop Ulysses Will’s crazy ideas.

Ulysses Will’s eyes softened as he looked at sweetheart in the stroller, “I know what I’m doing, and I would never let sweetheart get hurt in the slightest.”

I wanted to say something else, but I could see that Ulysses Will’s mind was made up, so it was useless to say anything else, so I swallowed my words.

After eating, Ulysses Will insisted on seeing me off, when I knew in my heart that he just wanted to spend more time with sweetheart.

Ulysses Will walked me to the parking lot and I said, “This is it.”

I can’t really let him send me to Pear orchard, although Walker Richter is on a business trip, but there are many mouths to feed, people saw a man send me back, spread to Walker Richter’s ears, know that I will bring sweetheart out to see Ulysses Will, that’s still a problem.

Ulysses Will helped put the sleeping SWEETHEART in the car and admonished me, “Drive carefully on the road and give me a message when you get there.”

Before, he wasn’t this attentive.

“Got it.”

I pulled open the door and prepared to get in the car, my eyes inadvertently glimpsed a silhouette from the reflector, when I looked closely, there was only a flash of white light, at that time I thought it was the headlights of other people’s cars, and I did not think much about it.

When I got in the car, I said to Ulysses Will, “You go home early too.”

Ulysses Will nodded, but stood still, keeping his eyes on me as I left.

My car drove slowly, not far from the restaurant, and I saw Selina Versta again in front of the five-star hotel next door.

She was being dragged towards the hotel by a man whose back was somewhat familiar.

I stared for a while and when I got to the door, Selina Versta struggled to get away, the man turned around and immediately chased after her, and that’s when I saw the man’s face, it was Randy Pan.

The two pulled and tugged in front of the hotel before Selina Versta was finally dragged inside.

I’m confused, doesn’t Randy Pan like Bella Hill to the point of perversion and Selina Versta is just his SISTER, how come he dragged Selina Versta to the hotel?

Thinking about the content of the phone call he heard earlier, it was clear that after the two argued on the phone, Randy Pan came to the restaurant to arrest the man.

“Tick …”

A driver behind me honked his horn and urged me on, so I just started the car and left.

Back at Pear orchard, I told the babysitter to take sweetheart to rest before I went back to my room to wash up.

I had just come out of the bathroom when there was a knock at the door; it was Sunny, who was tending to the flowers in the backyard.

I was in my pajamas, rubbing my hair as I went over to open the door.

Sunny held a bouquet of flowers in his hand and said with a smile, “Young Lady, this is a freshly bloomed flower, it has a calming effect, if you put it by your bedside, you won’t lose sleep.”

The flowers smelled ethereal and I took them and put them to the tip of my nose and smelled them, “That smells good, thanks.”

“As long as the young lady likes it, right, the peach blossoms in the backyard will soon bloom, when the time comes, I will fold a few and put them in the young lady’s room, looking at the fresh flowers, one’s mood will also be different.”

The peach blossoms are going to bloom.

Time flies and it’s already March.

“You have a heart.” I touch the petals and casually ask, “How have you and your boyfriend been doing?”

Sunny looked shy and embarrassed, “We’re getting married.”

“Really, congratulations, when will you get married, I’ll come to drink your wedding wine then.” I’m quite happy for Sunny, I can tell from her mood that she’s marrying love.Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

How many girls in the beginning of love are fantasizing about marrying love, the heart of the person does not need to foot seven colored clouds, do not need the attention of all the people, only need a sincere heart, hold up your hand, step into the marriage hall, make a sacred vow.

But how many people can’t get that in their whole life.

“Thanks.” Sunny lowered her head and hesitantly said, “Demon and I don’t have any friends in North City, so I’m planning for the two of us to get our licenses on April 1st, and simply have a dinner to celebrate.”

Sunny’s words remind me of myself a few years ago, when I also have such a simple wish, do not want a house and car, there can be no wedding photos and weddings, as long as the person is him, get a license, the rest of his life will be him.

I curled my lip, “Good luck.”

At that time, I envied Sunny, but also worried about Sunny, in this materialistic, marriage are car house bride price as the standard era, Sunny but do not ask for anything, only for a heart, so naked wedding.

It’s a big gamble for a woman.

I sincerely hope that boy doesn’t fail Sunny.

I drew the flowers in a vase at the foot of my bed, the cold bedroom, and for some reason, my heart suddenly felt empty, and my mind drifted to the image of Walker Richter.

Glancing at the bracelet in the jewelry box, Walker Richter said it was one of a kind.

I moistened the letter ‘S’ engraved on the bracelet.

Something flashed in my mind and it dawned on me that the letter stood not for the ‘less’ in Walker Richter’s name, but for the ‘pith’ in Alva Hill.

I immediately put together a stellar naming certificate purchased by Walker Richter and found that he too was represented by an ‘S’.

It’s in his own handwriting.

The writing is strong.

What was in his mind when he did this?

I couldn’t read it for a moment.

But there’s no denying that understanding this trips a warm current through the heart, the feeling of being cherished.

Fingers stroked the words on the certificate, my mind moved, and ghostly, I actually picked up my bedside cell phone and dialed Walker Richter’s number.

Hearing the ringtone, I came back to my senses, my heart tightened, I was just about to hang up when the phone was already connected, and his low and clear voice came from the other side of the phone, it was very nice to hear.

“Still awake?”

It was already eleven o’clock at night, and it was quiet on his side, and he didn’t know whether he was socializing or had gone back to his place.

Listening to his voice, my brain got stuck for a moment and I didn’t know what to say.

“Alva?”

His voice came again, and my eyes flickered as I quickly said, “Not asleep, are you? Busy? Did I disturb you?”

“Not busy, I have to answer my own woman’s call even if I’m busy.”

Walker Richter’s magnetic vocals come through the earpiece like a small stone thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.