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.”

flipped through two pages

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

yet.

“Let’s start cooking

you want to

on the second

upstairs to study. She still had a lot of work to

overtime.

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

a long time ago. It stuck to his wound and could not be torn off.

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

quickly took off

would probably have been able to wring the clothes dry. But today, because of that medicine, he was exhausted after wringing it

no choice but to put on the wet clothes again and put on his

doing all this, Edgar

medicine was really

an hour passed. Edgar had no choice but to

the refrigerator and saw that there were all kinds

planned

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gloomy, but no one knew what he

study

in front of the

third episode of the female group talent show she founded had already begun, and it was a hot

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 was no problem, she should be able

developing

watching the talent show, she called Sonia from

a lot of noise

“You did well. Since they’ve become servants, they should be restrained by the rules. If they don’t listen to you, you have the right to punish them. But there’s

Miss Lancelot. Don’t worry. I understand…”

through the phone, while Sylvia suddenly smelled

seems to be… coming from downstairs?

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

to fan away the smoke, he choked and coughed.

to cook. Are you going to burn

kitchen, turned off the stove, and turned on the

while, the choking smell barely dissipated.

in the pot that was as black as charcoal

honestly, “Braised pork.”

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glanced at him again and thought, “Unbelievable!”

burnt. Even the recipe can’t

fire should be simmered for an hour and a half. I

so…”