My Wife Is An All-Around Expert

Violet interrupted Abel. “Megan, please go to the parking lot with Skyler. | need to talk to Dr. Fuller!”

Megan nodded and followed Skyler to the parking lot.

Skyler glanced at Megan and hesitated, “Megan... Violet and you hiding something from me?”

“No. What could we possibly be keeping something from you?” said Megan, somewhat unnaturally.

Skyler raised his eyebrows and said, “You and Violet should know Freddie. You used to have a good relationship with him, didn’t you? | remember that you mentioned him to me many times in college!”

Megan did not expect Skyler to remember things from their college days.

She pursed her lips and looked at Skyler with a complicated expression. Since he remembered so many things, why couldn’t he tell that she liked him?

Could it be that she didn’t show it when they were in college?

Megan was a little disappointed. She told Skyler, “I can’t tell you about this, but don’t mention Freddie in front of Violet. She doesn’t want to hear his name!”

Skyler was a clever guy. When he heard Megan’s words, he nodded in understanding and said nothing more.

On the other side, Violet confirmed that Benedict would register his marriage with Ab bie tomorrow. She thanked Abel before leaving.

Megan sent Violet back to Hersey Court.

They both had something on their minds and did not speak much.

When the car stopped, Megan asked Violet, “Violet, do you think Skyler knows | like him?”

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Violet shook her head and said, “I’m not sure, but | don’t think Skyler is the kind of guy who plays dumb. He probably can’t tell!” Megan was even more disappointed when she heard that. She pursed her lips and said. “Well, will you go and see Freddie next month?”

Violet's expression changed. “I don’t think I’m going,” she said

Megan glanced at her and asked, “Do you still mind what happened back. then?”

Violet laughed self-deprecatingly and said, “Does that mean | don’t mind what happened back then if | go?”

Megan's expression was complicated. “That’s not what | meant,” said Megan. “I only feel that Freddie doesn’t seem like someone who likes to be high-profile. Moreover, according to his identity, everyone in Summerwood City will rush to meet him. Now that he hasn't returned, he’s organizing a big Alumni Gathering. No matter how | look at it, it doesn’t seem like he is trying to bond with any of the other Alumni. Instead, he seems to have ulterior motives and wants to meet...”

Violet's expression turned awful. She said, “This has nothing to do with

me!”

Then Violet opened the car door and was about to get out of the car.

Megan was a little helpless. She grabbed Violet's arm and said. “You sprained your ankle. Don’t do anything rash. | won’t talk anymore, okay?”

As a matter of fact, they both knew well that based on Freddie’s ide his actions clearly had other motives.

Megan's cold little face showed a rare expression of helplessness.

She got out of the car and went to the other side. She helped Violet ou the car and into the house.

The se vants were seldom seen at Hersey Court.

As a result, just as Megan helped Violet into the house, they saw a se rvant walking up to them and taking the initiative to help Violet.

Megan did not want to go inside the house, so she said goodbye.

The se rvant helped Violet walk into the house. Violet immediately saw Patrick sitting on the sofa.

What was even more terrifying was that Patrick was holding Viola.

Viola had been afraid of Patrick. It looked like it wanted to struggle but did not dare to. Viola looked at Violet with its big eyes and meowed twice.

Violet’s mouth twitched.

Her foot was injured, and she had planned to go straight upstairs.

Now that she saw Patrick holding Viola domineeringly, she could not stand it anymore.

Violet asked the ser vant to help her over and sat down on the sofa in the living room. She looked at Patrick calmly and said, “Mr. Hersey, please let

me see Viola, okay?”

Patrick reached out and scratched Viola’s chin. He raised his eyebrows and said, “Why? Are you afraid that I'll abuse it?” Violet's smile stiffened as she said, “Mr. Hersey, what are you thinking about? | haven’t seen Viola for a day and miss it a little!” Patrick did not insist. He stood up and handed Viola to Violet on account. of the fact that Violet was hurt but did not forget to save the little cat.

Violet smelled the faint mint smell on Patrick’s b*dy as soon as he approached her.

When Viola landed in Violet’s hands, it obediently rubbed its head a Violet’s palm.

Patrick’s eyes flickered. What a little thing!

He stood in front of Violet and looked down at her. He had no intention leaving.

“What happened to your foot?” asked Patrick.

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Patrick stood in front of her. The oppressive feeling was too strong. Violet lowered her head guiltily. “I accidentally sprained my ankle!” she said, rubbing Viola.

“Is that so?” said Patrick, looking at Violet with a half-smile.

Violet looked up and saw Patrick’s eyes that seemed to be able to see through her mind.

She quickly lowered her head and could not help but feel even more. guilty. “M... Mr. Hersey, | did accidentally sprain my ankle!” Violet thought she had accidentally fallen off the water pipe and sprained her ankle, which could not be considered a lie! Patrick’s eyes were dark, and his expression was unclear. He did not expect Violet to be willing to tell Abel the truth but not to him.

It was true. He guessed it when he was outside the ward, didn’t he?

Seeing Violet bending her head and stroking the cat, Patrick did not insist. However, his voice became colder as he said, “Let’s go and eat!”

Then he turned around and went to the dining room.

Violet blinked and looked up at Patrick’s back. The ser vant took the initiative to help her up.

Violet muttered inwardly. Did Patrick believe her?

At the Willis family villa.

A bbie’s parents were telling her about her marriage with Benedict.

Although A bbie’s parents were mad, their daughter was pregnant no They had no choice but to let her marry Benedict unless they wanted Abb ie to abort the child and have her marry someone else under the reputation of having a miscarriage.

The ser vant suddenly came in with a square delivery box at the time and said, “Miss Willis, your delivery!”Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

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While listening to her parents’ words absently, Ab bie picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table and began to open the delivery box.