07
“You are worthy of having my child. I will abort him now and then Vilma will forgive me.”
At that time, Matt was already overwhelmed by anger, his eyes were full of ruthlessness, which made people shudder.
“No, Mr. Walton, I know I was wrong, please let me go.”
In the end, Iva was beaten until she was dying before being sent to the hospital.
The assistant hurried into the office and reported, “Mr. Walton, our people said that they saw a woman in Europe who looked very much like your wife, his name was Liza.”
It took me almost a month to get used to the harsh environment and high–intensity work here.
I rubbed my aching waist and walked out of the tent.
The senior walked towards me, his eyes full of pity, “Vilma, you must be exhausted, I cooked noodles in the dormitory, let’s go eat some together.”
The senior was a simple and honest man. Whenever he faced me, he always had a smile on his face.
His smile was very comforting, so I smiled and said, “Okay, thank you, senior.”
As we walked and talked, he asked me, “Vilma, I don’t know why you chose to come here, but I know you have always been unhappy and have lost a lot of weight.”
I smiled but said nothing, not wanting to expose my past wounds in front of anyone.
The senior sighed helplessly, “If you don’t want to talk about it, don’t talk about it. Time can dilute everything.”
I was just moving forward, not paying attention to the stone road under my feet.
I staggered and almost fell, but fortunately the senior caught me.
“What are you doing?” A familiar voice broke the silence of the night.
Matt walked over quickly and forcefully pulled me out of the senior’s arms.
He yelled with bloodshot eyes, “Vilma, did you disappear without a word because of this man?”
I did not expect Matt to come to me so soon and his eyes were full of anger.
11:36 AM d
Unforgivable Mistake
I was so angry that I laughed and pretended not to know him. “Sir, I don’t understand what you are saying. I don’t know you. Please let me go.”
Matt looked at me in disbelief, with inquiry in his eyes. “Vilma, I am your husband, Matt Walton, don’t you recognize me?”
I broke free from his hand and said coldly, “I’m sorry, I don’t know you.”
The senior did realize that I did not want to get entangled with Matt, so he stepped forward to help me out. “Sir, my friend says he doesn’t know you, please leave.”
Matt held my hand again, his eyes full of disappointment, “Vilma, you want to let me go too?”
“I don’t know you, please leave,” I answered with a cold face.
After being rejected by me many times, Matt suddenly raised his fist and punched the defenseless senior in the
face.
I was shocked and called out his name in a hurry, “Matt, what are you crazy about? Why did you hit my senior?” As I finished speaking, I stepped forward to check the senior’s face, “Senior, are you okay?”
Matt became sarcastic when he saw that I cared about another man in front of him. “Haha, didn’t you say you didn’t know me? So, why did you call my name then?”
I turned my head and yelled at him, “Matt, I have divorced you. Please don’t go crazy in front of me again.”
“No, I’ve torn up all the divorce agreements. I can’t divorce you.
“Vilma, I’m sorry. I know I was wrong. Considering our relationship over the years, can you give me another chance?”
The time Matt spoke the last part, his eyes were full of pleading.
I took a deep breath, knowing that Matt was a person who would not give up easily and I would definitely not be able to drive him away in a short time.
