From Secret Wife to Queen of Her World by Anonymous

Chapter127.

In the blink of an eye, the sky outside turned darker.

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The sky was as dark as ink, with unending rain pouring down and lightning flashing and thunder rumbling.

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Hazel, lying in bed and lost in her thoughts, turned her head to look at the rain curtain outside the window, only to suddenly notice thin young boy standing in the yard.

to blow him away at any moment.

wind howled, ready

The strong When she opened the door, the bodyguard who was standing outside the yard was just about to knock.

“Ms. Robinson, a child is looking for you outside.”

“Let him in.”

The boy walked into the courtyard and stood hesitantly outside the door of the house. He seemed to be just around ten years old, with a slender figure and clear eyes.

She welcomed him into the warm room and asked, “Do you have something to tell me?” The boy opened a pair of eyes as pure as a newborn’s, clenched his sleeves, and said, “Grandma is sick. Raymond said you have medicine, and if Grandma takes it, she will get better.” Hazel had someone bring him fever–reducing pills and anti–inflammatory pills, and upon seeing his bewildered look, she sighed silently in her heart.

One can’t take medicine randomly. What if it’s not a cold?

Hazel packed her bag, put on a thick raincoat, and decided to go with him to visit his grandmother.

She brought a few people to follow the boy to his house.

An old lady lay in bed, with her hair white and tidy, and her face pale due to illness. Hazel checked her and confirmed that she had a fever, so she gave the old lady a cold medicine. The old lady expressed her gratitude and coughed, “Thank you so much. You went through the trouble of making this trip.”

The strong wind and heavy rain fiercely battered the windows, making the interior of the house

even more serene.

Hazel tidied up her things and whispered, “It’s okay.”

Just at that moment, the boy had already changed his clothes and came out. His clear eyes, as pure as water, were like a transparent mirror. He reached into his pocket and took out a milk candy to give to her.

“Hello, my name is Howie. This candy is for you.”

His actions reminded Hazel of her Leila at home, and she smiled and politely declined, “Thank you, Howie, but I don’t eat candy. Just keep it.”

carefully explained the medication instructions to Howie’s grandma again and took the chance

severe weather of strong winds, heavy rain,

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the village, many people wearing raincoats were coming and going, repairing the roofs

trees by the roadside were blown

and from a distance, she

walked

car lights behind him were on, illuminating his tall and slender figure. The simple black raincoat outlined his strong build, and under the brim of his hat, his eyes were darker than the

darker than the middle of the night. Compared to other areas in Aspen, the rainfall in Waterbrook Village was relatively better. He arrived just as the rain lessened, and

Zee Bridge, but it did not prevent the specially raised off–road vehicle from driving across. He held a sturdy black umbrella in his hand and marched directly through the water

blown onto Gabriel’s face by the strong wind were mixed with coldness

with confusion, wondering why anyone would come to Waterbrook Village in such weather.

towards her, appearing lonely and determined in the rain. The closer

split the sky and illuminated the man striding

it

were already soaked through, and her clothes clung tightly to her skin, making her look even thinner and

The tightly pursed thin lips concealed Gabriel’s worries in his heart at

are you doing

black umbrella was thrown aside as the man tightly embraced Hazel, who was wearing a raincoat. His grip was so tight that it seemed as if he wanted to crush her into

as a board and dared

downpour didn’t cause her much fright and panic, but the man tightly holding her

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water continuously. The fire in the fireplace was burning just right, and as soon as one entered, there

out of her damp clothes and was now sitting

glass of tea, had also changed into new clothes. His hair was still wet, with a few

appearance.

said, “Have some

thermos cup in his

the

their divorce. Just as she was about to refuse, Gabriel saw through her concerns in her

was at a

to be

found an excuse.“I wasn’t cold.”

with a thermos, and she could only say thank you. Hazel sipped the tea in the thermos flask, feeling the warmth flowing down her throat. Gabriel sat by the only table in the room, frowning as the window, which