Queen Revenge

Walker Richter looked at me meaningfully, “Rock climbing? Falling off a cliff?”

Frank Hill smiled and clarified, “Not long before you and Bella got married, Bella and Alva went out rock climbing and had an accident, at that time, the search and rescue team found the body under the cliff, and later confirmed that it was Alva, and all of us thought that Alva was not in the world anymore, but I didn’t realize that it was an oops, and that year it was a mistake. ”

With that, Frank Hill introduced Yilia Young, “Alva, this is your brother-in-law.”

There was an autopsy report given by the medical examiner, which Frank Hill did believe back then, and now that Yilia Young is back, he believes it so easily, and just assumes that the autopsy report from back then got it wrong and doesn’t pursue it.

Yilia Young sat upright and fell to calling out, “Brother-in-law.”

This brother-in-law nudged me into a relationship with Walker Richter, whom I should have called brother-in-law, but with whom I …

All I wanted to do was to occupy the identity of Ms. Richter and live on. Instead, I really became Walker Richter’s woman.

He’s Bella Hill’s husband.

I suddenly lost my appetite and didn’t eat much for dinner. Walker Richter, who supposedly saw that I had something on my mind, didn’t linger long after the meal, said hello to Frank Hill and took me back to Pear orchard.

On the way, I stared out of the car window, my heart felt like a big stone was pressed down, it was hard to bear.

“What’s wrong with you?” Walker Richter asked me suddenly out of the blue, “You were down after Yilia Young called out for her brother-in-law.”

I heard him clearly, but asked in mock bewilderment, “What did you say?”

I don’t want him to read my mind.

Walker Richter gave me a bemused sidelong glance and said bluntly, “You care about that brother-in-law Yilia Young called out.”

They say a man can’t read a woman’s mind, but Walker Richter can read my every thought.

I stared out the window at the sweeping scenery, my tone despondent, “You’re Bella Hill’s husband, been Bella Hill for so long, been Ms. Richter for so long, if it wasn’t for Yilia Young’s sibling call just now, I’d almost forget my real relationship with you.”

I actually laughed at myself when I said that.

Laugh at yourself for losing yourself.

Traffic light intersection, thirty-odd second wait time.

Walker Richter had his hands on the steering wheel and his voice was deep, “You’re Ms. Richter.”

At that, I looked at him in surprise, and honestly, his words sounded warm at this time.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

But the facts can’t be changed.

My eyes dimmed and I just tugged at the corner of my mouth, saying nothing.

The car was silent for a moment.

After a long time, with a sudden warmth in his hand, Walker Richter took my hand and clasped it in his fingers, looked at me with a sullen gaze, and repeated, “You’re the one who’s Ms. Richter.”

I laughed, not wanting to continue on this topic, and reminded him, “It’s green.”

He didn’t let go of my hand and operated the steering wheel with one hand.

At that time I felt that Walker Richter was a very attentive person, he could pick up on all my emotions, every move, he could see what I was thinking.

Soothing music was playing in the car and he asked me, “What are you going to do about this Yilia Young.”

Naturally, I understood what he meant.

“Wait and see what she’s up to.”

Now that I’m in the dark and Yilia Young is in the light, it’s better to keep a lid on it, and it would be disadvantageous to pick a fight.

Walker Richter nodded, agreeing with me, but also cautioned, “The key to Yilia Young’s success in impersonating you is your father, who has been in the business for a long time and has seen a lot of people …”

He suddenly came to a screeching halt.

Instead, I knew exactly what he meant, and my heart skipped a beat.

If Frank Hill had been skeptical, Yilia Young could never have moved into the Hill family, but Frank Hill believed such a cheap lie, and even said that a paternity test had been done and that Yilia Young was his daughter.

I pondered for a moment and inclined my head at him, “This Alva Hill is a fake, the daughter may be real, true or false, depending on whether one believes it or not.”

“Sometimes it’s hard to tell what’s true from what’s false.”

Walker Richter seems to have something to say.

Why don’t I sound like I’m talking about Yilia Young?

I looked at him and hesitantly said, “Walker Richter, I want you to do me a favor.”

He glanced at me, waiting for me to follow.

“Get Bella Hill back.” I said solemnly, “There are some things that can only be solved by finding her.”

I’m sure with Walker Richter’s connections, it won’t be hard to find someone.

I also want to know if Bella Hill is still on this earth or not.

Find Bella Hill and maybe this Yilia Young thing will make sense.

“Are you sure?” Walker Richter wrinkled his brow.

I don’t know why he would ask that, it’s his wife and he’s really not aggressive at all.

I asked rhetorically, “Bella Hill is sweetheart’s mother, and you’re really not looking?”

Walker Richter didn’t say yes or no, not sure what he meant.

Back at Pear orchard, he made his customary visit to sweetheart, and this time he stayed in the nursery so long that I came out of the bathroom after my shower and he hadn’t come back yet.

Perhaps it was the mention of Bella Hill and the sight of SWEETHEART tonight that inevitably weighed some interests in Walker Richter’s mind.

That was, after all, the one who had borne him a daughter.

I blow-dried my hair and also laid down to rest.

Walker Richter didn’t go back to his room and I tossed and turned and couldn’t sleep.

Obviously I was the one who offered to let him go to Bella Hill, but the thought that if Bella Hill came back, then I should get back on my own track, and I’d be done with Walker Richter was a little uncomfortable.

On my twentieth roll, Walker Richter came back.

I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep, and it wasn’t long before I heard him unbuckle his belt, and then a piece of it collapsed behind me, and Walker Richter suddenly and very enthusiastically scooped me up into his arms, his voice ragged, “Alva, we’re going to have a baby.”

Kids?

Have a child with Walker Richter?

A huge wave of fear and ecstasy came over me at the same time.

When a man asks a woman to have a child, that man must have that woman in his heart.

The fact that he spent so much time in the nursery and all he could think about was having a baby with me almost brought tears to my eyes.

He was trying to tie me down with a child.

If Walker Richter and I were a real couple, I’d naturally be happy with that, but we’re not, and our relationship is monstrous in its existence.

Just as I tried to push him away in fear, he tightened his grip on my hand, deadlocked it, and entered.

“Walker Richter …”

Fear faded under his gentleness, leaving only endless lingering.

The next day.

I didn’t go to the office with Walker Richter, in fact I woke up when he did, but I didn’t move, still pretending to be asleep, and waited until he was out the door before I got up.

I staggered my time with him to go to the office.

On the way there, I went to the drugstore and bought a box of emergency contraceptives to take and then sat in the car in a daze.

Lately I’ve been feeling more and more like geeking out.

It was clear to me that Walker Richter and I were only a brief fling, that there was no future, and that there was no point in getting another child to suffer.

It was ten o’clock when I got to the office.

Just after leaving the elevator, he heard a commotion over at the Personnel Department, with many employees running over.

Curious, I followed over to see what was going on, and when I got to the entrance of the HR department I heard Lory Pull’s voice.

She and Megan Cai both fought in the HR department.

Lory Pull cared about nothing and cursed directly at Megan Cai: “You are the shameless lover, you seduced my dad, don’t you figure it’s his money, don’t you figure he’s older.”