Queen Revenge

Jane Hasis worried that I will be aggrieved if I enter the Richter family, this point, I have prepared in my heart, Fin Wilson can promise Walker Richter to let us get married, she is the one who has scruples about Walker Richter, as long as Walker Richter stands on my side, I can’t stand the aggrievement.

Jane Hasis wanted to say something else, but stopped and said nothing.

When we arrived home, Walker Richter called to see if we had arrived yet, and Fiona Croix also sent me a message to tease me, asking if I was nervous and if I needed company.

I chatted with Fiona Croix on the line for a while, Martin Mo suddenly called, looking at the caller ID, I thought he also came to flirt with me, after I answered, he first said congratulations, then said, “Yao Mubai left something for you before he left, he explained to me, if you and Walker Richter got married, then it will be given to you. .”

Once I heard that Yao Mubai left something for me, my heart was suddenly stuffy, I asked, “What is it?”

“I’ll be at your house in a few minutes, come out and get it.”

Hang up the phone, I immediately went downstairs to wait outside the front door, not a moment later, Martin Mo’s car drove over, I walked over, pulled open the door and sat on it, “Where is the thing he left for me?”

“In the back.” Martin Mo’s eyes signaled me to look at the back seat of the car.

I turned my head and saw that there was indeed a box sitting in the back seat of the car.

I brought it over and put my hand on the box, but I didn’t dare open it.

“What’s in here?”

Martin Mo lit a cigarette and smoked carelessly, “I don t know, didn t open it to see, he said only wait for you to get married before handing it to you, Yao Mubai he … can t rush back.”

Martin Mo still wants to hide Yao Mubai s death from me.

Only Walker Richter knows that I already know about Yao Mubai.

My fingertips trembled, how could I not dare to open it.

“He … can t come back.”

The voice in the back was low, so low that only I could hear myself.

I took a deep breath for a long time to suppress the hardness in my heart, and slowly opened the box.

Upon seeing what was inside, tears slipped from my eyes in an instant.

Surprisingly, it was a wedding dress.

A red wedding dress.

Martin Mo saw what was inside and was also surprised, “I didn’t expect him to send you a dowry, Yao Mubai he really is …”

The latter words Martin Mo did not say.

I was also surprised, the meaning of the dowry dress is self-evident.

Tears suddenly dripped on the dowry, and I choked until I could not speak.

The car suddenly fell silent, Martin Mo and I did not say anything, each has their own thoughts.

After a long, long time, I asked, “What else did he say to you, besides the dowry? Or have something to say to me.”

Martin Mo looked at me, his thin lips pursed; “He told me to tell you to be happy.”

Wang Yuan had also told me this, it was Yao Mubai’s last wish.

I pinched my dowry, “I’m happy.”

Is it not happiness to have had someone in this world give so much, love you so much, and get a sincere heart?

How many people can’t seek a sincere heart even after a lifetime?

Martin Mo lamented, “If he … he did not leave, is an honorable and admirable opponent.”

Back then, Yao Mubai helped Martin Mo, he still owes Yao Mubai a favor, and this favor, he will never have the opportunity to pay off.

Martin Mo stayed for a while and looked at his wristwatch; “You go back to rest, there are a lot of things to do tomorrow, you are going to be a bride, how can you stay up all night, if your skin is bad, it won’t be beautiful.”

“You go back early too, don’t let Hilli worry.”

I got out of the car and walked a few steps, when I looked back at Martin Mo, I realized he was looking at me.

He looked at me with a trifle of disappointment in his eyes, partners who grew up together, childhood friends, and we were about to run off to our respective families and have our own lives.

From now on, we can only be friends.

I stood at the door and watched Martin Mo leave before turning back.

This night, I lost sleep, I can’t say it was excitement, nervousness, nor can I say it was joy, sadness.

My heart is mixed, I don’t know what other people’s mood is when they get married, in short, I am very complicated inside.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

I stared at the hour hand, the minute hand, the second hand, they go slowly.

The morning light dawns and I hear Jane Hasis getting up and coming downstairs, in half an hour the make-up artist will be arriving.

Hill Yi, Fiona Croix, Pheobe Wilson, they came to keep me company before the make-up artist came, Yao Mubai gave me my wedding dress, I put it at the bottom of the closet, I failed Yao Mubai after all, I didn’t wear the wedding dress he gave me.

I sat in front of the mirror, the make-up artist did my make-up, Pheobe Wilson brought me breakfast, Hillie chatted with me and took pictures, Pheobe Wilson mumbled something about taking a group photo.

Watching a few of them having fun made me smile along with them.

I don’t know if everyone else is happy on their wedding day, all I know is that I’m not so much happy as I am going through the motions.

Fiona Croix was the first to notice that I was not in the right mood, when she finished my makeup, she left Pheobe Wilson and Hill Yi and asked me; “Alva, are you not feeling well, I don’t think you’re too happy and your face doesn’t look good either.”

I pulled the corner of my mouth, “No, Fiona, I just feel stuffy and clogged up in my heart, last night Martin Mo came to me, he brought me something, Yao Mubai asked him to bring it to me, it’s a dowry.”

“A wedding dress?” Fiona Croix quickly understood Yao Mubai’s intention, “Since the Yao family collapsed, he also disappeared, for something as big as your wedding, I think he should know about it, maybe he will show up today.”

“Not anymore, he won’t show up.” I smiled bitterly, tears in my eyes, “He won’t come back.”

Said the man, tears coming.

Fiona Croix was startled, I quickly wiped away the tears and laughed, “It’s okay, the sand blew into my eyes.”

I didn’t tell Fiona Croix about Yao Mubai, just at this time, Walker Richter came with the welcoming team, there was a lot of noise below, once I heard that Walker Richter was going to go up the stairs, Hill Yi Pheobe Wilson and Gu Xuan, they came to block the door, not letting Walker Richter pick me up so smoothly.

I was sitting on the bed in my wedding gown, and my wedding shoes had been hidden by Fiona Croix. It was not so easy for Walker Richter to pick me up without showing some sincerity.

I watched them make a fuss, watched Walker Richter with the groomsmen outside the door to make every effort to get in the door, red envelopes stuffed a lot of tricky questions also answered a lot of Gu Xuan Pheobe Wilson and others just do not open the door, Walker Richter with the people barely squeezed open the door a little crack, I looked at Walker Richter that a pair of urgent I looked at Walker Richter’s anxious look, there is an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Later, the door opened, Walker Richter organized his clothes, in the crowd of coaxing, one knee down, the bouquet handed me, said to me: “Alva, you are my Walker Richter waited for thirty-five years of women, I Walker Richter thirty-five years, just for waiting for a you, with me. ”

I looked at Walker Richter and didn’t give him a hard time, smiled and took the bouquet, and it was at that moment that I got into the groove and felt like I was getting married today.

Fiona Croix stepped forward and said, “The bride doesn’t have her shoes yet, Walker Richter, it’s not that simple if you want to pick up the bride, you have to find the shoes.”

The shoes were in Fiona Croix’s satchel, she was pregnant, Zhou Chen had been protecting her, and had also greeted the big guys in advance, so no matter how much everyone got up and made a fuss, they wouldn’t go too far with Fiona Croix.

Walker Richter scratched his head in chagrin, “This has dug a hole for me.”

Zhou Chen laughed and said, “President Richter, if you want to pick up the bride today, you have to show some sincerity.”

Walker Richter asked the best men to look for the shoes in the room, and in the end, only Fiona Croix was left here without looking for them, so he naturally guessed that they were on her.

Fiona Croix also simply took it out and coughed softly, “Give a big red envelope, answer one more question, play a game, and the bride will let you take it.”

What Fiona Croix was going to ask, even I didn’t know.

I gave Fiona Croix a wink to inquire and she told me not to ask.

The red envelope was already prepared and Walker Richter presented it, “If you have any questions, just ask, I know everything today.”

Fiona Croix pinched the red envelope and asked a question that surprised me and made the room go silent, she asked, “When was the first time you and Alva were together.”

Ever since I found out that sweetheart was born to Walker Richter and I, I hadn’t asked too many questions about what happened before, as for why exactly we were together that night, I just chalked it up to being counted out by Bella Hill, why Walker Richter would go down on a stranger, well, that I didn’t know.

Fiona Croix asked the question that I wanted to know, but I never asked.

Walker Richter looks over at me, caught up in some sort of memory.

“Six years ago, at the hotel.”

Six words, to the surprise of the uninformed.

If it really went by the fact that I’d met Walker Richter later than Bella Hill, it wasn’t six years.

Naturally, Walker Richter couldn’t have explained any more of these details.

Fiona Croix is not difficult, and finally asked him to do push-ups in front of my photo in the cell phone, and every time he kisses me in the photo, he must do thirty times in a row, and once he does it, he must also say why he loves me and count my good points, and he can’t repeat it.

If someone else were to ask this question, I’m afraid that I would run out of words before I could say a few, but Walker Richter was so flexible that he said it once in Chinese, and then in English, French, and several other languages, so that although it was similar, it wasn’t repetitive, and it was considered a pass.

After the game, Fiona Croix brought out the shoes and Walker Richter put them on for me.

As he carried me away from the Hill family, he whispered in my ear, “Alva, I love you.”

It’s a phrase that no one gets tired of hearing, no matter how many times they hear it, it still brings joy and makes the heart beat faster, those three words, they’re just so charming.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, “You still haven’t told me why you got into my bed that night.”

Walker Richter smiled, his hand on my waist gently hardened, “You threw yourself at me that night, Alva, it was meant to be.”

I’d had so much to drink that night, and the wine had been drugged by Bella Hill, that I’d been so disoriented that I’d thought it was Ulysses Will the whole time.

Maybe it was fate.

It was fate that Bella Hill gave us.