The Revenge of My Alluring Wife by Raven

Chapter 32 Rest Two Years?

Although Evelyn’s injuries were not severe, there were small cracks in the bones of her legs.

Back at the villa, she was forced to lie down.

The two lay facing each other, so close that they could see each other’s pores clearly, and even hear the occasional heavy or light breathing.

Having lived two lifetimes, it was the first time Evelyn had observed Henry so closely.

It felt strange, like having something precious that you’ve possessed for a long time, suddenly realizing it’s an invaluable treasure.

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You can never get enough of looking at it, just wanting to remember every detail.

“What are you looking at?” Henry tapped her forehead.

Evelyn smiled and said, “I’m looking at you…”

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“I thought you were driving me away, not wanting me anymore.” Evelyn’s eyes turned red, and tears fell like large drops.

Different from her past unreasonable behavior, Evelyn was now showing vulnerability and

grievance.

panic.

y could sign billion-dollar deals with a poker face, but seeing Evelyn’s t

made him

“Evelyn.” Henry’s voice became hoarse again. He grabbed the girl’s hand and said firmly, “How

can I bear to let you go.”

A complex mix of emotions filled Evelyn. She pouted, looking like a little girl who had lost her

chicken leg.

Alexander to tell me to leave?”

just wanted him to take you

computer, sneezed suddenly, then continued clicking the mouse without realizing the

and

speakerphone, and Angela’s gentle

know it’s uncomfortable to stay in the hospital, but

information in this statement

a hint of

As if anticipating his reaction, Angela

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you need, I can bring back Benjamin Mitchell and Nicholas Turner, to take care

other end of the phone, Angela had already changed into the

waist skirt.

experienced life and death should

should be enough

a new choice.

the morning now. I can come to pick you up

the grievances she suffered in the hospital. A cold

acquainted. Besides, this is my private number.”

sentences, full of warning Angela’s face

Old Mr Wilson and Old Mrs Wilson for years.

cared about her and was

“Henry, I…”

there’s anything important

up and blocked her, completing the actions

“Ah!”

and throwing her phone

dressing mirror.

makeup to meet Henry, and now it

the

couldn’t accept this!

Henry was destined to be hers. He

his phone, only

emotion appearing in