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.”

and flipped

It was already 8:30 p.m., and she hadn’t

yet.

“Let’s start cooking

when you’re done. If you want

on

had a lot of work to do in the company and

overtime.

into the stairwell and finally relaxed. He bent over in pain and supported himself

on his white shirt had dried up a long time ago. It

shirt with hot water, heated it with a towel for a few minutes, and then separated the shirt from the flesh

order to avoid being discovered by Sylvia, he quickly took off his shirt and washed

have been able to wring the clothes dry. But

put on the wet clothes again and put on his dark suit jacket. If Sylvia didn’t look

this, Edgar

special medicine was

didn’t begin to cook, and it had already been more than half an hour passed. Edgar had no choice but to force himself to start

all kinds of vegetables, meat. They were

Sylvia had planned

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no one knew what

study

front of the computer and concentrated.

had already begun, and it was a hot topic

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 was no problem, she should

seemed to be developing in a good direction.

show, she called

floor tonight. Mia made a lot of noise and scolded you, so I locked them in the basement again. Is there anything wrong with me?”

the rules. If they don’t listen to you, you have the right to punish them.

Miss Lancelot. Don’t

Sylvia suddenly

to be… coming from

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

to fan away the smoke,

cook. Are you going to burn the

her mouth and nose and went into the kitchen, turned off the stove, and turned on the smoking

long while, the choking

the pot that was as black as charcoal

replied honestly, “Braised

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him again

did you use? And it’s burnt. Even the

to the 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 burn

so…”