Billionaire’s Escaped Wife

Yvette Hill stood at the door with a love breakfast and looked at Barry angrily. He came to him and said, “what did you take in just now?”

Barry stopped Yvette Hill, without any expression on his face, “just some documents needed by young master.” Yvette Hill beat Barry’s hand off and wanted to enter the office of Arnold Hunter directly, but was stopped by Barry.

“Please don’t embarrass me, Miss Hill.”

“I made trouble with you?” Yvette Hill sneered.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Just now she saw him carrying a lunch box and went in.

“Believe it or not, I’ll let you get out of the company now.” “I’m sorry, Miss Hill. You have no right to drive me away. Only the young master has the right.”

Barry did not change his face. He was not used to Yvette Hill’s practice.

“Go away. I’m Mrs. Hunter. I don’t have the right to fire a housekeeper.” Yvette Hill wants to push Barry away and continue to walk inside, but Barry refuses to move a step from the door of the office.

“You haven’t married the young master, so you don’t have the right to order me.”

“Go away, a little housekeeper, dare to talk to Mrs. Hunter like that.” Aaron’s grandpa appeared in front of Barry with a dragon crutch.

He bumped Barry with the dragon crutch, and broke his left arm. Barry said nothing but moved away from the office door.

Aaron hears the movement outside, he opens the door and looks at Yvette Hill and Arno Hunter standing at the door. “What happened?”

Aaron squints at Barry who is holding his left arm and then glances at the crutches in the hands. “It’s OK, young master. I’ll leave first. It’s no use staying here. His task has been completed.

“From tomorrow on, don’t come here again. Get out of the company.” Arno Hunter walked into the office of Aaron with dragon crutches and sat down in his position.

“Grandfather, don’t be angry, Barry. He’s just doing his duty. Let him go this time.”

Yvette Hill took Arno Hunter’s arm affectionately and said with a sweet smile. If she keeps Barry, Aaron will treat her better.

“Well, this time I’ll mercy him in consideration of Yvette Hill. Next time, I’ll see it again. It’s not just about driving you out of the company.”

Arno Hunter fondly touched Yvette Hill’s head, and then said with a smile. Hearing this, Barry turned back and bowed, “thank you, master Hunter, and Miss Hill.”

……

After breakfast, Ada Wood stands in front of the French window, painting.

She closes her eyes and tries to recall the picture in the dream.

It’s similar to that of the Viola Tuner family, but she can’t see the little boy clearly.

With a palette and brush, she drew on the paper bit by bit, and soon a big outline came out. Viola Turner is no longer at home, and Vita sent him to purchase. In such a big family, only Ada Wood and some servants are left.

It is probably that Viola Turner’s reputation is so good that many people come to seek medical treatment, and his office is almost collapsed.

And he only stays in the office for an hour a day and doesn’t go on weekends.

He didn’t allow them to make an appointment. He told them to queue up in the order they came. When the time came, he would leave the hospital on time and let them go back to come back the next day.

Those people were afraid that they would come back late the next day, so they didn’t come back all night. Several family members took turns to queue up in the hope that they could get the right to be treated by him as soon as possible.

One morning, Ada Wood painted in front of the French window, trying to see the little boy.

When Viola Turner came back, Ada Wood had finished, leaving some blank space in the middle of the painting.

She wanted to make up when she could see the little boy clearly.

“And the people here? Why not draw it in the painting, Viola Turner holds his cheek with one hand, and points to the blank space of the painting just finished by Ada Wood and looks at it carefully.

“I wonder who the little boy in the picture is.” Ada Wood put the palette on the ground and picked up the little book beside the easel. “Or, is there such a little boy in my life?” She never remembered that there was such a little boy in her memory.

Before she was 13 years old, she only remembered the thunderstorm night when her father took her away from Winifred’s mother’s villa.

After the age of 13, all her memories are related to Aaron. She remembers everything very clearly. “Maybe this little boy never existed. He’s just an illusion you want to rely on in your memory.” Viola Turner has figured it out. Since Ada Wood can’t remember him, he will stay by her side and start over again.

This may be his chance to get Ada Wood again, he doesn’t want to miss it again.

“Maybe.” Close the small book, she looked at the bamboo shadow outside the window, blown by the wind, the bamboo shadow swaying, giving a very illusory feeling.

The only thing she wants now is to talk again.

“By the way, another three days, it was the wedding party with Xenia Miller with Adaire. I received his invitation.” Viola Turner took out a beautiful wedding note with a close photo of Adair and Xenia Miller. The handwriting inside was clear and beautiful, which was written by Adair.

Looking at the notes above the wedding post Adair Carter, she thought of her wedding with him in a hurry. He didn’t even have a wedding ring to buy with her, but he could write the wedding invitation for Xenia Miller himself. His love for her is only like this.

“Maybe he loved you, but you can’t match the greenhouse his parents built him.” Viola Tuner threw the wedding note into the stream outside at random and watched it float away with the water.

“The flowers in the greenhouse can not bear the wind and rain outside, and he can’t give you happiness.”

“it is easy to talk about happiness.

Ada Wood turned and left and returned to her room.

Adair Carter is going to be married, even if he finally lets go of her hand, but she still hopes to be Adair Carter can be happy. The man who warmed her for a while, even if he was no longer exclusive to her, she hoped to see his smile again as the warm sunshine of May. She took out a pen from her poor luggage and a high-end thermos bottle, which is the last thing he left her.

She doesn’t need the thermos anymore. She has got a stomach disease.

Aaron has helped her to cure it.

But the brush, she can not give up. This time, she will not give up the brush for anyone.

She will continue to draw it, along with Zora.

This brush is handed over to her by Adaire. What she can send him is only this one.

A picture, a picture of his wedding dress with Xenia Miller.

Last time in the private villa in Arnold Hunter, her painting was torn off by him before she finished. This time, she won’t let anyone destroy her painting.

What happened that day, she had no meaning to investigate. The man who once said he was willing to marry her and finally put himself in the arms of others.

No matter what happened that day, he finally released her hand and did not choose to face her. “Ada, no, I told you, we want to go to a big fight, cause some trouble in his marriage?”

Vita received the news that Xenia Miller married Adair, she was pissed off and went to knock on the door of Ada.