Billionaire’s Escaped Wife

Ada Wood opens the room door, takes a look at Vita, and then goes downstairs with a brush.

Re install an easel, she lay out the paper, and took out the brush that Adair Carter gave her.

This is her first and last time to draw with this pen, and she will never use it again.

Vita looks at Ada Wood and suddenly runs downstairs. She thinks she is going to look for Adair. She turns around and chases downstairs.

When she saw her standing in front of the blank paper in a daze, she was much relieved.

How long has it been since she saw Adair? It’s been half a month.

She borrowed a notebook from Viola Turner and searched online for the wedding photos of Adair Carter and Xenia Miller. She specially found a photo of Adair Carter who laughed happily. Then she began to paint.

When he was with her, he had never been so happy.

Maybe, she is really not suitable to have such things as love.

He chased Aaron for five years, and finally spent five years in prison to forget him.

After coming out, she thought he began to like her gradually, but only because of a promise from Zora Wood.

She laughed at herself, and then put the notebook in front of her and drew little by little.

“Dead demon, Ada won’t be too sad?”

Vita does not dare to get close to Ada Wood. She pulls Viola Turner and asks in a low voice. “Airport, please think about it with your brain smaller than your chest. Why does she do this?” Viola Turner looks at Vita’s chest with disgust, and then turns his head.

Sooner or later, he will find a man to abduct this troubled woman, so as not to torture her here every day.

“Revenge? Not really. ” Vita lowered her head and thought for a while, as if she understood , “she is blessing from Adair, painting for them, as a gift, right?”

Viola Turner shakes off Vita’s hand, and then goes to Ada Wood’s side to help her adjust the paint. It was he who taught her how to mix paint, but she did it for another man.

Maybe God made fun of him. He taught her to draw, but she picked up the brush for another man.

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In the absence of ten years, he will try his best to make up for the defects. However, is Ada Wood willing to give him a chance?

Can her heart have him since he gave all to Aaron?

Ada Wood focused on the painting. After she was released from prison, it was Adair who helped her pick up the brush again, but he was not the one who held her brush to the end.

“If everything could be done over again and you had to choose it again, who would you choose?” Viola Turner looks at Ada Wood , which is different from when he taught her to take the brush. Ada Wood was stunned for a moment.

She had thought about this problem. If everything can be done again, will she choose to chase after her brother Aaron?

In fact, she did not know how she would choose. If it is with memory to choose, perhaps she will not choose anyone.

But without the memory now, she would still choose Aaron brother.

“If it were you and everything could be done again, would you still choose to be a psychologist?” Ada Wood can see that Viola Turner doesn’t like his profession. His technique is professional and exquisite, but he doesn’t like it.

“If everything could be done all over again, of course I would not choose to be a psychologist. I would pick up my brush and paint all the time, with my little princess.”

If ten years ago, he did not chose to push her away, perhaps, there would be no stories between her and Aaron . He and her will be another ending.

But, he forgot, some things are destined .

Ada Wood and Aaron must meet, and they will meet under the Jacaranda tree.

It’s not someone else who caused all this, but himself.

Stop painting brush, she goes to the bamboo bridge, her hands held the bamboo railing, looking at the small fish in the stream, leisurely put fish tail, playing in the water. The environment here is so good.

“I really want Winni to come here. “When can I be cured? I want to talk earlier.”

“The time has not come, the time is not ripe.” With both hands removed from the bridge, he sat down at Ada Wood’s feet, leaning against the bamboo railing, biting a bamboo branch, and looking at the mountain on the other side.

What Ada Wood needs is a chance to stimulate her nerves enough to let her speak, and this opportunity needs people to create.

And he is just the director of this opportunity, but the specific time is to see the protagonist in this opportunity.

After a short rest, Ada Wood goes back to painting again.

In addition to being in the kitchen these days, she spends most of her time painting.

Although Viola Turner said he was helping her with the treatment, he didn’t ask her about her condition these days. He didn’t give her hypnosis treatment. He just lived together.

They are neither like lovers, nor like brothers and sisters, nor like doctors and patients.

In the evening, he told Barry that Aaron didn’t go back to Hunter’s house, but lived in Viola Turner’s house. He lived at the opposite door with Ada Wood.

When he opened the door, he could look at each other. Because of this, Ada Wood has been avoiding to go out. In the latter half of the night, when she was sleepy, Ada Wood felt as if there was a soft, warm pillow around her.

The instinct of the body leans up, holds him, and buries his head in the pillow.

Aaron quietly looked at the small woman in his arms, gently stroking her back, trying to make her sleep more stable.

The next morning, the alarm clock went off, and she was going to get up to prepare breakfast. She opened her eyes and saw the magnified face of Aaron. Ada Wood, like a spring pressed to the extreme, bounces up and wants to get out of bed.

But was pulled back by Aaron, his long body pressed on her body, “good, don’t make trouble, sleep again.”

The eyes did not open, but the face moved towards her, buried in her neck. The hot breath was blowing over her white neck, and his arms were around her. Ada Wood did not make a fuss and spoke. She stretched out his hand and poked ‘s chest in an attempt to wake him up.

However, after several poking him, there was no response from him.

At the fifth time of poking, Aaron picked up her finger and put it into his mouth , “sleep again, it will be OK for a while.”

A burst of crisp and numb feeling fell into Ada Wood’s whole body , She saw Aaron still did not intend to get up, she again retracted her hand, but the hand was caught dead by him, she still can’t take back.

Maybe after waiting for a long time, there is no breakfast to eat. Vita rubs her bleary eyes and rushes into Ada Wood’s room.

“Ada, why don’t you have breakfast today?” Hearing Vita’s voice, a nervous, Ada Wood pulls up the quilt and covers two people together in the quilt. She hoped she didn’t see her, thought she had got up, and then left directly. Vita didn’t see someone on the bed. Vita really thinks Ada Wood has gone downstairs to cook breakfast.

But she didn’t mean to turn around and leave Ada Wood’s room. Instead, she went directly to her bed, lifted the quilt and lay in. When she touched a bare back, she opened her eyes. She thought that she had run into the wrong room, and she rolled down from the bed.

Take a closer look, it is indeed Ada Wood’s room, but, naked back? In her memory, Ada Wood did not have this sleeping habit. She opened the quilt and screamed,”Ah!”