Ex Husband Goes Money Comes

Ex Husband Goes Money Comes Chapter 461

Chapter 461 Let's Have a Quarrel C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

Thinking of this, Jennifer pouted unhappily. “I heard from Ronian that she is sick. I don’t know what kind of illness it is, but it is probably quite serious. He's afraid of disturbing her rest, so he forbids any outsiders to visit, and we can't even make much noise at home."

"What kind of serious illness is it that has to restrict access to the entire villa?” Viola furrowed her brows and continued to ask tentatively, "Have you gone up to see her condition?"

Jennifer shook her head. "Why would I do that?”

Viola held Jennifer's hand and said, “She's only been staying in the Felton’s house for a few days, and she gets sick. Ronian even paid so much attention to her illness. Aren't you curious about how sick she is? Don't you want to see her at all?"

Jennifer pondered for a moment.

To be honest, Jennifer was curious.

It had only been a few days, but it became so serious that Ronian needed to give orders to everyone in the family. Could it be that it was a rare illness?

However, Jennifer didn't dare to find it out.

When Jennifer thought of Ronian's angry face, she shrank her shoulders and shook her head.

"I don't want to see her. If Ronian finds out, he will kill me. I'd better be obedient."

Viola had no choice but to return empty-handed.

When Viola returned to Viorin, she called Russell over again.

"Is Sherlyn very sick?"

Russell suddenly stood up, his eyes full of anger. "What exactly did Ronian do to her? She seldom falls sick. Not long ago, because of a film, I accompanied her to the hospital for a full body check. It's impossible for her to suddenly have a serious illness!"

Viola patted him on the shoulder comfortingly and let him sit down again.

“Russell, don't worry. I don't believe it either."

Ormand sat quietly by the side, helping to analyze this matter.

"Sherlyn’s notices have all been stopped by Ronian. If she does not have any serious illness, then it is very likely that he imprisoned her.”

Viola listened carefully and nodded. "I've analyzed it over and over again afterward. Sherlyn didn't seem right. She was very healthy when Ronian took her to the business party."

Russell stood up again. "Ronian is a bastard. He even tortures his own sister. There is no need to care about the connections between the two families. Let's carry out the most extreme plan we came up with yesterday!”

Viola and Ormand nodded. Viola said, "Russell, let’s do it. You go deal with James and find Bobby. I think he has a way to make James compromise.

As for Sherlyn, Ormand and I will handle it.”

“Alright.”

Russell agreed and quickly left to execute the plan.

Only Viola and Ormand were left in the living room. Neither of them spoke. They fell into deep thought.

After an unknown period of time, Ormand said, "Viola, what kind of excuse do you think is suitable for Todd to enter their house and carry out a search?"

Viola thought about it seriously, "Why don't we make use of Jennifer? We can work separately. I'll hold a socialite tea party two days later and secretly give the precious jewelry to Jennifer. After that, I'll use the excuse that the precious jewelry was stolen and let Todd search for it. What do you think?"

Ormand pursed his lips into a smile. His fingers hooked the tip of her nose. “Honey, you're so smart. Of course, it's a good idea."

Viola also smiled.

Viola remembered that a long time ago when the virus in Ormand’s body had not been completely cleared, she was forced to deal with Jerry.

At that time, the bond between Russell and Sherlyn was growing, which made Viola envious of such a sweet love.

However, unexpectedly, things turned upside down. Their bond was in danger, while Viola and Ormand were leading a happy life.

"Viola, what are you thinking about?"

Ormand rubbed against the tip of her nose, and his warm breath sprayed on her face, forcing her to retract her thoughts.

"I was thinking that we haven't quarreled for a long time.”

"What?"

"Isn't that good?" Ormand stared at her strangely. "Do you really want us to have a quarrel?”

Viola burst out laughing. "People say that occasionally having a fight is the right way to develop a relationship. We don't quarrel. It feels unreal...”

Ormand raised his eyebrows and smirked, "Then do you want to have a quarrel today? To relieve our depressed moods recently."

"But how?"

Ormand's face turned glum as he said coldly, "Viola, you've been looking down on me more and more recently. As your husband, what's wrong with me wanting to sleep with my wife? But you've refused me time after time. You're so heartless and cruel!"

Viola frowned and suddenly grabbed his ear.

“Ouch! I'm wrong! I'm sorry!"

Viola remained unmoved, her anger gradually rising. "Ormand, are you deliberately making use of the chance to accuse me? How dare you accuse me of turning you down on sex?"

Ormand frowned and felt very aggrieved.

"It's just a demonstration. How would I have any resentment toward you?”

Viola snorted coldly. How could she not understand his thoughts?

"You said my full name just now. Seems like someone is going to be badly punished tonight. Get up there!”

Ormand's face turned pale.

Ormand thought he had made a smart move, but he ended up screwing himself.

"Viola..." His face was full of bitterness, and his tone was long, with a hint of coquetry.

"Speak."

Ormand put his hands around her waist with both hands and buried his face into her neck. He took a deep breath. "Then, be gentle."

Viola held back her laughter and rubbed the back of his head, deliberately saying, "I guarantee that I will make you extra happy.”

She grabbed his expensive tie, circled it a few times, wrapped it around her hand, and lifted him up like a queen. "Let's go. Accept the trial.”

Ormand allowed her to hold him in a domineering manner, willingly indulging in the sweetness that was filled with poison.

In the middle of the day, they had crazy sex.

In the afternoon, Viola calmly began to deal with her business. She sent out invitations and set the socialite tea party's venue at the Garden Hotel.

Russell returned to Adain Mountain of the McGraw family.

Ever since his father passed away, Russell had not returned for a long time and had been living in other houses.

It had also been a long time since Russell had seen Bobby, but Russell did not expect that this time he would see Bobby by his bed.

Lainey led Russell through the door and said as they walked, “He knelt all day and mumbled ‘Great Wisdom Scripture’ before.

He refused to get up even when it rained. Thus, he had a very serious illness. When the weather changes or it rains, his knees will be painful. He can't walk, and his throat is permanently damaged."

Russell sighed, feeling a little distressed. "In the end, everything that happened before was done by Max alone. Although Bobby was also responsible, Viola did not blame him very much. Why did he torture himself like this?"

Lainey let out a long sigh, her eyes filled with sorrow. "Forget it, it's all in the past. There's no need to mention it again.”

Russell nodded and followed her upstairs. He suddenly remembered the matter of Max.

"Is Bobby still looking for Max? Has he found her? Is there any news from her side?”