Spoiled By The CEO: Why The Wife Is Kinda Sweet?

Chapter 437 The One Who Saved Her

But when he faced her, he didn't say a word. Even if all the valuable things in his family were lost, he

didn't say a word.

Every time he saw her, he would smile.

Later, she learned that every time the other party came to him for an explanation, he would slap her.

The slap did not stop until the other party stopped pursuing the matter.

At that time, he was saying that when he had money in the future, he must return all the anger he had

suffered at that time.

At that time, she was very touched. In this world, maybe no one would treat her like this again.

So she tried her best to make her family agree to let him marry into The Stevenson family.

In the end, Vicky Stevenson could not suppress her stubbornness and finally agreed.

After getting married, he really went to find those people and beat them one by one with the power of

The Stevenson family.

Back then, she had known about it and even quarreled with him. She blamed him for not doing this and

ruining The Stevenson family's reputation.

At that time, he didn't say anything. He just lowered his head and stayed there.

He neither explained nor argued with her.

Later, she realized that he just hated those people for looking down on him.

He cared too much about this. At that time, she felt that it was wrong for him to think so. The more he

cared, the more others would think that he was trying to climb up to The Stevenson family.

She thought that if she could do it again could have another choice.

She would never scold him. She would only accompany him at that time to get back at him.

But now, he was gone!

Everything was meaningless.

He was a bastard, a bad bet, a person that he won’t help, but he was still her favorite man!

Although she had helped him support Allen's family in the past few years, Allen must have done a lot

for The Stevenson family!

If he hadn't been the one helping Vicky Stevenson in the dark and helping The Stevenson family solve

the problems that The Stevenson family couldn't have intervened in openly, how could The Stevenson

family have ended up like this?

Why was their fate like this?

Why did those people do so many bad things but continue to enjoy themselves?

Was his life even worse than others'? Why?

As Alma thought about it, she cried. In the end, there was no tear in her eyes. She could only sit there

and vomit painfully.

At this moment, footsteps sounded, and a pair of bright leather shoes stopped in front of her.

Alma was stunned for a moment before raising her head.

The sunlight was very strong. When she looked up, her eyes were stung by the light. She could not

help squinting. She did not see the man's face clearly, but only saw him wearing a black hat.

He was wearing a clean, meticulous black casual suit, with his hands in his trouser pocket. He looked

at her, like God looking down on an inconspicuous nonentity.

"Tsk, tsk. It's such a pity that the eldest daughter of The Stevenson family was thrown on the road!"

The man spoke, his voice as clear and gentle as a clear spring in the mountains.

Even though he said those sarcastic words, he still had an indescribable charm, which made people

not feel disgusted.

"Who are you?" Alma asked.

"I'm here to save you."

"Save me?"

"Yes, save you!"

After saying that, the man smiled at her. Then, regardless of Alma's reaction, he turned around and

walked straight to a black Bentley parking next to him.

Alma stood in a daze and reacted after a while. She quickly stood up and chased after him.

…

On the other side,

After Vicky Stevenson and her family leave, Natalia felt a little tired.

Natalia went back to the bedroom. She lay on the bed, rubbing her eyebrows tiredly. She closed her

eyes, and stroked what had happened recently.

Archie was pushed back when changing the dressings halfway, so now he was sent to continue to

change the dressings by Brian.

Natalia closed her eyes for a while. Suddenly, Natalia thought of Summer being neglected by her for a

long time.

Thinking of this person, Natalia still felt pain. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Natalia could bear anything except to hurt Archie.

This was her bottom line.

It had been several days since they met. Natalia wondered if Summer was still so stubborn.

However, even if Summer was stubborn, it didn't matter. As long as Natalia handled well, Summer

would say it out.

Thinking of this, Natalia endured the fatigue and took a shower to sober herself up.

Soon, Nancy accompanied Natalia to the villa where Summer was locked up.

The villa was used to imprison Summer and guarded by people.

Seeing that Natalia was coming over, the guard immediately went to the basement and took Summer

out.

Natalia sat on the sofa and looked at Summer, who was forced to kneel in front of her, with an

indifferent smile on her face.

Summer looked a little embarrassed, but her clothes were clean. Natalia knew that Summer was forced

to change her clothes before she came in order not to dirty her eyes.

Natalia knew very well how cruel Archie's followers were.

Summer looked good on the surface, but in fact, there must be several ferocious wounds hidden under

her neat clothes.

But Natalia didn't care about this. As long as Archie could open Summer's mouth, these injuries were

nothing.

Natalia stood in front of Summer and looked down at him, "Summer, tell me the truth. Why do you

assassinate Archie?"

Natalia felt that this accident was not simple.

Natalia's father must be involved, but Natalia's father alone was not enough to threaten the safety of

Archie.

Summer glanced at her lightly, then lowered her eyes and pretended to be mute.

Natalia sneered at her indifferent look.

Natalia did not feel angry.

Summer's identity was actually a little special.

If Summer did not assassinate Archie suddenly, they would be good partners.

But now... It would be difficult to keep their relationship.

The atmosphere was a little stiff.

Natalia was not in a hurry. She returned to the sofa and sat down. Her fingertips tapped gently on the

armrest of the sofa, quietly waiting for Summer to speak.

The sun shone in from outside the window, mixed with a trace of cool wind, blowing the treetops, as if

some long-lost memories were dug out.

Natalia was also reminded of their previous things.

At first, Summer saved Natalia's life.

Thinking of her first acquaintance with Summer, Natalia sighed with emotion and began to recall the

past time with her unconsciously.

This was the little warmth Natalia had experienced, so she felt disappointed.

"Do you still remember when we first met seven years ago?" Natalia suddenly asked.

Summer stiffened, and a dim light flashed in her eyes.

How could Summer not remember?