Queen Revenge

Walker Richter opened his mouth with a question; “Why are you back at this hour, where have you been.”

Walker Richter used to not care about my whereabouts, and not only did he call today, but now he has a tortured look on his face.

“Meeting a friend.”

I averted my gaze, my tone more than a little impatient at the thought of Ulysses Will, who was in little mood to deal with Walker Richter.

“What friends?”

“Just a friend.”

And I don’t know how Walker Richter suddenly cares about my socializing.

Seeing that he kept staring at me with a look of imperative to know who the other man really was, I frowned; “You don’t recognize it.”

After all, I did not have the courage to tell him the truth, if I said that I had gone to see Ulysses Will, Walker Richter was afraid that he would not let me go so easily, and let Ulysses Will go, and he would not allow me to cuckold him now that I was still “Ms. Richter”.

Walker Richter took a step back and gazed at me with cool eyes, “Don’t challenge me.”

From his cold tone, I got the impression that he knew who I was going to see, and I didn’t explain to him, nor did I feel the need to do that.

Walker Richter flung the door open with that remark and left, and he did not return until the evening reunion dinner, though he did not return alone, but with a man, Pheobe Wilson.

Pheobe Wilson is very good at what she does and bought gifts for everyone in THE Richter family, even me, she had one ready to go, so it was very thorough.

Giving Mr. Richter’s mother was especially valuable, she knew that Mr. Richter’s mother was the one who was in charge of this the Richter family, and today was a big, happy day, even if Mr. Richter’s mother was not happy in her heart, she would not drive Pheobe Wilson away.

Nancy Richter opened her gift, a bag she had always loved, “Sister Pheobe, you are so kind.”

“Just a small token of appreciation.” Pheobe Wilson looked to Mr. Richter’s mother, and his mouth was very sweet: “Richter grandma, it’s New Year’s Eve, Pheobe sends his regards to you, wishing you good health, all the best, and the younger you live.”

“This child is so sweet-mouthed.” Mr. Richter’s mother smilingly let Pheobe Wilson into the seat, originally Pheobe Wilson wanted to sit beside Walker Richter, but the old lady beckoned and said, “Miss Wilson sit here, just to accompany this old woman of mine to talk. ”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Pheobe Wilson glanced at Walker Richter and smiled, “Yeah.”

A dinner down, almost all Pheobe Wilson and Mr. Richter’s mother’s voice, Pheobe Wilson is very good at coaxing, coaxed the old lady happy, Nancy Richter also in the side of the conversation, the usual few words Walker Richter tonight also talk more, the whole New Year’s Eve dinner looks The whole New Year’s Eve dinner seems to be very lively.

As Walker Richter’s wife, I seemed to be a transparent person, silently eating my own.

I know Walker Richter’s intentions in bringing back Pheobe Wilson, but unfortunately his trick doesn’t work on me, and if it’s the real Bella Hill sitting here, it’s straight up a riot.

Tina Deross also saw what Walker Richter was up to and privately tugged on my hand, whispering, “Bella, how can you sink your teeth into that.”

Tina Deross was very surprised, and perhaps everyone in the room thought I was being a little too laid back.

I smiled at Tina Deross and said; “Sister-in-law, this shrimp is good, you have some too.”

Tina Deross gave me a little hateful look, the rest of the Richter family also looked over at me, including Walker Richter, who was beside me, I smiled and peeled a shrimp and put it in my mouth; “It’s really quite delicious, you all eat it, Miss Wilson, you eat it too, don’t be polite, just treat it like your own family. be polite, just make yourself at home.”

Pheobe Wilson smiled as Walker Richter suddenly picked up a shrimp and peeled it skillfully into Pheobe Wilson’s bowl, “Try it.”

Walker Richter certainly slapped me in the face with that move, and the people at the table looked differently, all watching for my reaction.

I smiled at Pheobe Wilson; “Miss Wilson, eat it, you don’t gain weight from shrimp, don’t be afraid to get fat.”

Walker Richter personally peeled the shrimp, Pheobe Wilson’s heart was afraid to fly up to the sky with joy, the smugness on his face was hard to hide, holding the shrimp and putting it in his mouth, “It’s quite tasty, thanks Walker.”

I immediately said to Walker Richter, “Walker, you peel a few more for Miss Wilson, don’t slack off.”

As soon as the words fell out of my mouth, I could clearly feel the temperature around me plummet a lot, and a cool chill ran down my side.

The mood at the table became eerie as Mr. Richter’s mother smiled and changed the subject, “How old is Miss Wilson? Got a boyfriend yet.”

I was slightly stunned; hadn’t Mr. Richter’s mother been familiar with Pheobe Wilson for a long time?

It was also said earlier that Pheobe Wilson is a vixen, knowing that Pheobe Wilson hangs out with Walker Richter all the time.

Pheobe Wilson was obviously coming for Ms. Richter’s position, why did Mr. Richter’s mother ask that?

“Twenty-six.” Pheobe Wilson glanced at Walker Richter with a pouty look on her face, then lowered her head again and said; “No boyfriend yet, but …”

“Don’t have a boyfriend, then how about grandma introduces one to you?” Mr. Richter’s mother smiled and grabbed Pheobe Wilson’s words, suddenly got excited and started to recommend a good quality man for Pheobe Wilson: “Do you know the son of the Jason Group’s boss? I’ve watched that boy grow up, this year 30, is an honest and loyal person, looks like a talented person, and Miss Wilson is the most suitable, or Grandma will help you to make an appointment to have a meal, you young people have a good chat?”

Mr. Richter’s mother suddenly came to such a move, let all people are unexpected, Pheobe Wilson face is also very wonderful, that expression with a fly like, smile than crying is also difficult to see: “Thank you Richter grandma kindly, I do not want to consider personal matters for the time being, and feelings of this kind of thing is to talk about destiny! I don’t want to think about personal matters for the time being, and this kind of relationship is a matter of fate, to tell the truth, I already have a favorite person in my heart.”

I’m afraid there’s no one here who doesn’t know that the man Pheobe Wilson talks about liking is Walker Richter.

“So that’s how it is.” Mr. Richter’s mother had a regretful tone, “Then grandma won’t mess up to set you up, Miss Wilson, don’t blame me for being a meddling wife, when my family Walker was just delayed in getting married, I was anxious, how do I know that this kid has a girlfriend behind my back, and found me such a good granddaughter-in-law back, to be able to marry Bella, that’s really this kid’s good fortune.”

Mr. Richter’s mother is word for word satisfied with me, no, it should be satisfied with Bella Hill, and the implication is clear, she is giving Pheobe Wilson a wake-up call, Bella Hill is the granddaughter-in-law that the old lady is satisfied with, Pheobe Wilson don’t want to enter this door, hit Walker Richter’s The main idea.

Pheobe Wilson’s face was hard, she looked over to Walker Richter several times to try and get him to say something for her, Walker Richter’s gaze somehow landed on me and was so burning that I took an afterimage of him and quickly moved away.

“Yes, quite a few people have said that Walker is blessed to have married such a good wife as Ms. Richter.” Pheobe Wilson wasn’t stupid, Mr. Richter’s mother had spoken to this extent, if he didn’t follow the concurrence, it would be his own downfall.

Seeing that Pheobe Wilson was still quite obedient, Mr. Richter’s mother didn’t say anything more, and after the meal, Mr. Richter’s mother asked the butler to personally send Pheobe Wilson back, directly blocking Pheobe Wilson’s thoughts of wanting to stay here.

After sending Pheobe Wilson away, Mr. Richter’s mother went back to her room to rest, Walker Richter stood on the bedroom balcony, his eyes just looking in the direction Pheobe Wilson left, I walked over and thought better of it but explained, “At the dinner table, I was not targeting Miss Wilson, I was genuinely hoping that you two would be okay …”

Before the words were finished, Walker Richter suddenly turned back, his voice cold; “Bella Hill, what is your heart made of?”