Marriage Resumption (Valeria and Hackett)

Chapter 95

The butler sent Valeria out of the villa and walked all the way to her car.

"Ms. Sharp, please come over and accompany Mr. Hackett if you have the time. Actually, he is quite lonely. The butler could tell that only Valeria could make Hackett open his heart,

"What he has to do now is recuperate. Don't let him wander around again. I've seen the weather forecast for the next few days. It might still rain."

Valeria opened the car door and prepared to get in.

The butler could not help but sigh. "On Mr. Hackett's birthday. Sigh! He put in a lot of effort to make a table of dishes. Then, he wanted to pick you up for the meal. Who would have thought he would get into a car crash on the way to your place!*

If the car accident hadn't happened that day, Mr. Hackett would have successfully picked up Valeria back to the manor for his birthday. Their relationship should have eased a lot now.

Valeria was stunned for a moment. "When did he learn to cook? I don't remember him ever cooking"

Speaking of this butler, he chattered non-stop. That's right. Mr. Hackett has never cooked before. But on his birthday, he dragged the chef to learn cooking early in the morning for some reason. Although with the help of the chef, he made a table full of dishes, he had cut his fingers many times. That was really the most serious thing I saw Hackett do."

Valeria could not help but laugh when she heard this. She did not experi Hackett to have such a moment in his

After knowing all the reasons, she actually felt a little sad. Hackett might not have celebrated his birthday for many years. This time, he tried to convince himself to start over, but he didn't expect to encounter such a big "surprise".

Hackett would think that it was karma if they did not find out the truth. He might not even celebrate his birthday for the rest of his life.

The butler sighed. "Mr. Hackett probably won't want to celebrate his birthday again after this. Actually, he is really in pain Every year, his birthday is the anniversary of his father's death.

"He won't. Starting next year, his birthday will be back to normal." Valeria sounded more determined as she entered the c and closed the door.

Although the butler did not understand what Valeria meant, he somehow believed her.

Hackett stood before the French windows on the third floor of the villa...

Hackett stood there, staring at the car of Valeria until it disappeared, driving out of the manor.

He said to Tyler behind him, "Tyler, do something for me."

"Mr. James, what is it?"

the staff members who participated in the celebratory feast I held in Conshire City four years ago, including those who

"Yes, sir!"

still did as he was told. After all, he was just a bodyguard. It was better not to interfere too much in his boss's matters. There was the sound of a door closing in the

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where Valeria's car was parked. His eyes

matter what, he had to find

more than he did

returned home, she saw Ella accompanying

her

Ella is amazing. She even knows how to use building blocks to help me assemble Superman." Alex showed off to her

said with a smile, "Amazing. You have

said a few words to her before fully

tonight? Do you want me to heat the food for you? Alex and I have already eaten. This kid's appetite is really good. He

the food you cooked is too delicious? I usually cook for him, but he has never eaten so much." Valeria was also a little surprised. This little brat actually ate so

Let me heat it for you Ella stood up and walked to

replied, "Thank you. I'll go back to the bedroom to change my

changing her clothes, Valeria looked at

was she going to put this bug behind Cheryl's phone? Although

fretting

unknown number. After hesitating for a moment, she picked up the call "Who is

out and meet me

It was a surprise!

widened in

She

the initiative to look

"Why are you looking for me? I'm

of your time. After you get off work tomorrow night, meet me, and let's talk for about half an hour." Cheryl's tone was very

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"Alright.

she