The Revenge of My Alluring Wife by Raven

Chapter 30 Who… do you like?

The Watson who had been shouting just now now seemed like a struggling ant in front of her.

“What… what do you want?” Watson panicked.

Evelyn smiled faintly, leisurely pulling out a surgical knife from her pocket.

There were no anticipated interrogations, no anticipated threats. Evelyn raised her hand, and

with one swift motion, she mercilessly struck Watson’s hand.

“Ah!” Watson screamed even more painfully than when a pig is slaughtered.

Alexander was stunned, his heart still trembling from Evelyn’s previous icy and desolate gaze.

He even ignored Watson’s screams, his mind filled with just one word.

Merciless!

Too merciless!

Alexander realized that this kind of ruthlessness on Evelyn was not repulsive but had a

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captivating charm.

If he hadn’t always disliked Evelyn, he might even want to shout, “Idol!”

Evelyn dropped the surgical knife, wiped off the blood on her fingertips, and said, “If a pair of hands are used to harm others, there’s no need to keep them.”

a lesson for Watson. Evelyn walked

up, “You’re leaving, what about this guy?”

paused and

seemed like there was no problem with her words,

by you, why should I

a bit more, but Evelyn had already walked far away. He could only wave his hand in resignation and impatiently order the

like she had lost

wall.

imagine what would have happened if Alexander

now? She didn’t want

the accumulated fear from two lifetimes, wrapped around Evelyn. She curled up slowly, trying to

Evelyn

was

Very successful.

Old Mr Wilson and the others were gathered around

the door, staring blankly at Henry, who could only breathe smoothly with the help of oxygen. She was lost in her thoughts until someone tapped her shoulder, bringing her back.

“Why aren’t

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30 Who do you

“I don’t think he wants

and I’m glad. Henry may have a bad temper, but

Evelyn

accepted her as

Ava had also supported her and Henry like today. She regretted not

in, and took Old Mr Wilson, Old Mrs Wilson, and Angela with

and walked in slowly.

wound on his head was not conspicuous. However, seeing

are you so foolish.”