Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 118

So these were all the things Sylvia had done in the past three years?

Edgar was speechless for a moment.

He knew that Yvonne was mean to his wife. Could it be that Yvonne had deliberately fired the villa’s servants and left all the housework to Sylvia alone?

At that time, every time he got off work and went home, he would see that the house was clean and the food was hot. He had never cared about the details.

Because he rejected Old Mr. Fallen who forced him to marry Sylvia, he always subconsciously chose to ignore her. When he was in a bad mood, he would even sneer at her.

Seeing that Edgar was lost in thought, Sylvia waved her hand in front of his eyes and continued.

“However, you’d better be mentally prepared. You’re going to use one year to be equivalent to my three years. What you have to do will double.”

Edgar shook his head and sneered.

“She really couldn’t bear to suffer any losses,” Edgar said to himself.

Sylvia walked in front of him and did not notice his expression. She thought of something and said, “Oh, by the way, I forgot to buy the washing machine. You have to wash and dry my clothes in the future. Some clothes are made of different materials. You have to separate them. Don’t make a mistake.”

Edgar stared at her back and mercilessly exposed her lame excuse.

“Will you buy a washing machine yourself? When I transferred the house to you, I remember that a woman named Beth White was busy changing all the furniture and appliances in the house.”

Having been exposed, Sylvia turned around and glanced at him coldly. She didn’t intend to hide it.

Yes, she deliberately sent the washing machine to the orphanage.

The children there needed a washing machine more than he did.

The two of them entered the hall without saying a word.

Sylvia touched the wall and turned on the light in an instant.

The living room was bright. The house was still the same one, but the furniture and decoration style was

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completely changed.

Sylvia went straight to the kitchen, followed by Edgar.

When they arrived at the kitchen, Sylvia took out a thick book from the locker and handed it to Edgar.

“This is the menu. From now on, you have to cook according to the dishes in the book. One meat dish, one vegetable dish, and one soup dish a day. Don’t repeat.”

took it and flipped

that he didn’t object, Sylvia checked the time. It was already

yet.

“Let’s start cooking

If you want to

room on the second floor.”

still had a lot of work to do in the company and had to work

overtime.

her disappear into the stairwell and finally relaxed. He bent over in pain and supported himself on the table

long time ago. It

water, heated it with a towel for a few minutes, and then separated the

Sylvia, he quickly took off

clothes dry. But today, because of that medicine, he was exhausted after wringing it

put on the wet clothes again and put on his dark suit jacket.

all this, Edgar felt

special medicine was really powerful.

and it had already been more than half an hour passed. Edgar had

and saw that there were all kinds

had planned everything

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gloomy, but no one knew what he

the study upstairs.

in front of the

group talent show she founded had already begun, and it

Green, a friend of hers from the welfare institution, went back to continue recording after recovering from her injury. It seemed that she was not affected and soon entered the state. Her ranking had been stable in the top 15. If there

developing in

the talent show, she called Sonia from

arranged for the two of them to wipe the floor tonight. Mia made a lot of noise and scolded you, so I locked

they’ve become servants, they should be restrained by the rules. If they don’t listen to you, you have

Lancelot. Don’t worry. I

the phone, while Sylvia suddenly smelled something burning in the air from the open window.

seems to be… coming from

phone in horror and rushed downstairs, only to see the smoke in the kitchen.

to fan away the smoke,

speechless. “I asked you to cook. Are you going to burn the house?”

turned off the stove, and

while, the choking smell barely

was as black as charcoal and asked,

honestly, “Braised

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at him again and thought,

And it’s burnt. Even the recipe can’t

recipe. It said that the fire should be simmered for an hour and a half. I thought it was too slow, so I wanted the fire to

so…”