“I naturally remember what I promised you. But I was born in Waverly since I was a child, and I just wanted to come back to visit and pay my respects to my parents.”
Sandra’s eyelids are slightly drooping, and her eyebrows unconsciously show some sad emotions.
Adriana saw her gloomy look and her suspicion increased as she asked, “Back for a visit? If I remember correctly, your hometown is not in Waverly.”
Adriana picked up the fragrant tea in front of her, lowered her head and gently sipped it, and said slowly.
Raylan on the side seems not to hear the conversation between the two people in general, self-conscious tea pouring tea, elegant and comfortable movements.
Adriana put down the cup of tea, aside Raylan without her asking, directly with the teapot to refill her cup of tea.
Looking at the former noble and cold Raylan in front of Adriana’s attentive appearance, Sandra was jealous to the bone.
She carried the hand of the bag tightened a few points, eyebrows a few imperceptible knitted and up.
“Anyway, Raylan and I have known each other for a while, so just consider it a visit to an old friend.”
She looked like Raylan, pursed her lips, wanted to say something, and then said, “Raylan, what happened before was my fault, this time I came over to say sorry.”
Sandra stood up and bowed to Raylan, apologizing profusely.
Raylan leaned forward slightly, elbows propped on his knees, his bony jade-like hands lifted his cup, took a sip, and said in an indifferent tone, “The person you’re sorry for is Adriana, not me.”
As he spoke, he gazed at the white porcelain cup of tea, sniffing the curl of tea, and even a look was stingy to Sandra.
Sandra blushed and watched Raylan’s gaze wander to Adriana’s body with a slight hesitation, then she turned to her before, “Adriana, I was wrong to do a lot of things that hurt you before, I hope you can let go of the hard feelings and disregard the past.”
Her face was calm and her attitude seemed sincere.
Adriana looked up at her, as if she wanted to peek through her eyes to see what she was really thinking, but unfortunately …
Sandra’s eyes were too calm for her to see anything.
“Since things are past, they are past, and as long as you are willing to change your ways, I am not one to be unforgiving.”
“Really? Then thank you Adriana.”
Sandra, with a happy look on her face, sat down in front of the two men and was not at once formal, chatting openly with them about what had happened abroad in the past six months.
She said lively, sitting opposite the two listeners but only words, the atmosphere once dropped to freezing point, quite a bit of embarrassment.
Sandra words a beat, gaze scanned the two, feeling bored with himself, rose and said: “Uh … that, I suddenly remembered I still have some things to do, so I will not bother you.”
Even though she was leaving, Raylan remained unresponsive.
Instead, Adriana stood up, “I’ll walk you.”
Sandra gave a slight jaw, “Hmm.”
The two walked out of the hall one after the other, and when they reached the courtyard Adriana stopped, looked back at Sandra and warned, “Although I do not know what purpose you came back for, but I gave you a chance, if you are deadly, the consequences … will be self-imposed!”
“I remember.”
Sandra nodded, without much change of expression, but looked meaningfully back down the hall, then turned back, walked around Adriana and walked away.
After seeing Sandra leave, Adriana entered the house, went to sit beside Raylan and sighed despondently, “What do you think?”
Sandra suddenly appears, the more breezy she acts, the more disturbing it is.
Raylan said casually, with a smile on his lips and without concern, “Let’s wait and see what happens.”
At that, Adriana’s red lips pulled out an arc and smiled.
“Well, let’s wait and see what happens.”
Meanwhile, Vivian’s family.
Vivian is apprehensive, since Edward left yesterday and has not returned.
She was worried about Edward and a little scared, after all, she had gone a little too far yesterday.
Pacing around the living room, very restless, the movement of the door opening came from the doorway, startling her instantly to her feet.
Edward was slightly drunk, took off his clothes in the foyer and changed his shoes, glanced at the living room and saw Vivian, dressed in pajamas, with long hair and a delicate look, although she was not powdered, looking at him with a restrained and uneasy expression.
The man’s mind can’t help but recall the scene that happened yesterday, the black as ink pupils instantly emerged a trace of playfulness.
“Waiting for me?”
“No … no, Ashtyn is hungry and I was making him formula.” She scrambled toward the kitchen, her footsteps messy with a hint of bureaucracy.
Ashtyn is hungry?
Edward’s sword eyebrows lightly raised, the remaining light swept a glance at the child’s room, the door is closed, the child did not say a word, only afraid of sleeping soundly.
The smile at the corner of his mouth deepened and he followed without poking at her lie.
Leaning against the kitchen door, he watched her busy hands and feet inside.
Vivian, whose back was turned to Edward, clearly felt the hot gaze behind her, which seemed to burn her whole person, she bit her lower lip and became more and more panicked.
“Who are you making milk powder for when Ashtyn isn’t awake?” He asked with a smile on his face.
It is obvious that she already knows her lies.
Vivian’s cheeks flushed and she subconsciously swallowed, but she didn’t dare to look directly at Edward.
“He … was hungry just now, and I guess he … slept again, again.”
The nervous little woman was stammering in her speech, so she turned around and quickly walked to the bedroom.
Edward followed, entered the bedroom and closed the door in a smooth manner, directly stopped her waist, pressed her against the wall and leaned down to gaze at her.
“What are you running for?” He spoke lazily, the rich scent of wine mixed with testosterone on his body coming over her, enveloping her entire being and smothering her almost to the point of intoxication.
“So afraid of me?” His handsome face wore an evil smile, and the burning heat in his eyes repeatedly reminded her of the danger of the man in front of her.
“I … don’t.” She lowered her eyebrows and hung her head.
“No?” He raised his hand and hooked her chin, forcing her to look directly at him, “Isn’t it time you gave me a reasonable account of what happened yesterday.”
“Yesterday, yesterday was just an accident.”
“An accident?”
“You think I’ll believe that?”
“So what do you really want?”
Vivian was forced to retreat and brushed his hand away, glaring at her angrily.
“I think …”
The man wanted to say something, but suddenly leaned down and picked her up across the whole body, “What are you doing? I’ve told you, yesterday was just a misunderstanding.”
Vivian lost her weight and hurriedly wrapped her arms around his neck, explaining anxiously.
Edward’s nostrils drifted into the woman’s body with a hint of creamy fragrance, his throat tightened, his body could not help but tense up.
The man placed her lightly on the bed, leaned down and kissed her lips, not resisting the wanton plundering of her breath.
The prolonged intimate contact made her not even have time to resist before she was conquered by his takedown.
“Edward, you … stop, well … go away ah.”
Vivian pushed Edward away, got up and quickly ducked aside, saying in a cold voice, “You’re drunk, I’ll go make you some sober soup.”