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His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 123 Mia's Secret
This is the second hangover I remember. The first time I got drunk was at my college graduation party. I drank a lot of beer, but I was still sober enough to go back to my dorm room alone. I immediately fell asleep when my head touched the pillow and did not wake up until the next evening.Compared to my drunken experience at the college dance, this time I just woke up naturally in the morning. Fortunately, my head did not feel like a splitting headache, but felt a little heavy on my body.Daley still sleeps next to me. So as not to disturb his sleep. I got out of bed very quietly. The room was a mess after last night's s.ex. I tried to remember what had happened last night, but my memory was blacked out. To clear my head quickly, I made coffee in the dining room before taking a shower in the bathroom. By the time I got out of the shower, I could smell the rich aroma of coffee.I walked barefoot out of the bedroom, and Daley was still sleeping on his back. He must have had a lot to dr
Last Updated : 2024-08-06His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 124 Investigate A Woman
With Mia and Ross in my head, when I arrived at the supermarket, I chose the simplest ingredients for breakfast, and then I walked back to the hotel with my shopping bag.The sound of running water came from the bathroom, and I knew that Daley was taking a shower. So I hurried to the kitchen with my bag and started preparing breakfast. As I was frying the eggs, a gentle hand reached out from behind me and hugged my waist.“Why didn't I see you when I woke up?” Said Daley in a lazy voice. “Where's my wife this morning?”I snapped out of my thoughts. “I went to the supermarket to get something for your breakfast.”“Wow, let me guess what you're making for me?” Daley said. “French or English?”“Just a regular breakfast.” I flipped the eggs into the pan. “Egg sandwich and fried ham.”“I can't wait.” Daley kissed me on the cheek. “But I'd rather eat you.”“Breakfast will be ready in five minutes,” I said, putting the fried eggs on the plate. “Now sit at the table and wait.”Daley let go of
Last Updated : 2024-08-06His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 125 Mia's Past
Just as I was about to pick up my phone to call Rose, a woman in a leopard-print leather jacket and miniskirt pushed open the door. At this time, the men's eyes suddenly focused on her, who had just entered the door.“You're late,” I said to Rose.“I have to work to support myself.” Rose's eyes were tired and her makeup was smeared. It looked like she hadn't cleared her makeup in the morning.“To be honest, I also want to find a sugar daddy just like you,” she said as she reached for her coffee. She was a little upset when she realized that the cup was empty. She asked the waiter for a mocha.“Do you have any other plans today?” I asked.“I'm taking the day off. Last night I was having a good time with a guest at a casino. I won $10,000 playing Texas hold'em for that damn old b.astard. He graciously tipped me three times more than usual,” Rose said as she pulled a Marlboro cigarette from her purse. She took out a delicate pink zippo lighter and lit it.“The money will at least allow m
Last Updated : 2024-08-06His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 126 Tell Me More About Mia
Jeff, it was him.It turns out that he and Mia already knew each other. So is Mia Jeff's spy for Frade?“Elena stopped dancing at the nightclub after being kept.” Rose said, “Then she introduced me to a frozen-food vendor who became my sugar daddy. We used to date. Sometimes we have a double date. Then the man took me to live with him in Australia for a while. During that time, Elena and I lost touch. But I heard she went back to dancing in the club, and I don't know why. Maybe she fell out with Jeff. After that, I went back to Manhattan. In the middle of the night. Elena knocked on my door and told me in a panic that she was in trouble and had to go abroad to hide for a while. But she didn't have enough money, so she asked me to lend her $10,000. To tell the truth, I didn't want to lend her the money, but she promised to pay me high interest, so I lent her the money and asked her to write an IOU. After a month, when I tried to contact her, I found that her phone had already turned of
Last Updated : 2024-08-06His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 127 How Are You？
“But this is all your speculation. You don't have any hard evidence that Elena murdered Camilla.” I lowered my voice. It was more complicated than I had thought.“I confronted Elena afterwards and she looked guilty,” Rose said. “She even begged me not to tell the police about the quarrel between her and Camilla.”“I’m sure you must have taken the opportunity to blackmail her, right?” I stared at the greedy woman in front of me, “So that's why she introduced you to the rich, isn't she?”“We're good friends and it's normal for us to introduce customers to each other,” Rose said disapprovingly, “Besides, she owes me. Camilla had planned to sell her v.irginity to an old man who was a p.aedophile, but she didn't want to. It was me who replaced her and spent the night with that old man. The damn old man beat me all over with a whip and I almost died. Fortunately, I am physically stronger than the average person. If it had been Elena, I'm afraid she wouldn't have survived in the early mornin
Last Updated : 2024-08-06His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 128 Cum In You
“Are you okay?” Daley stared at my arm. “Your arm is injured.”“I was robbed just now, and the robber pushed me down.” I noticed that there was a scratch on my arm. “It's all right.”“I'll clean your wound when we get back to the hotel.”“Why did you send someone to follow me?” If I hadn't thought I was being followed, I wouldn't have strayed into the alley, let alone been robbed. The arrow of anger in me was pointed at Daley.“Martin and Felix are your protectors,” Daley explained patiently. “I'm sorry I didn't tell you. But why are you here?”“I'm meeting a friend,” I lied. “A female friend who lives nearby. When she found out I was married, she wanted to meet me. It was just a casual meeting between friends.”“Don't you think you're explaining too much?” Daley caressed my hand. “Let me know when you go out from now on. If you don't need Martin and Felix to follow you, I'll find someone else.”I don't need special protection at all.“Well, I'll tell you in advance, Daley,” I said, l
Last Updated : 2024-08-06His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 129 My Mother's Diary
After a while, Daley got up and stood by the bedside to get dressed. I looked at him naked. “Are you going to be late?”He put on his clothes and raised his hand to glance at his watch. “No, it is just right. Not a minute is wasted.”“Will you come back and have lunch with me?”“I'm afraid I can't. I'm meeting a client for lunch.” He bent down and kissed my forehead. “But I promise I'll be back tonight.”“What time?”“There's a VIP dinner at the hotel at 7 pm. I want you to accompany me.”“Right here?” I asked curiously.“Yes, would you like to join me for dinner, Mrs. Logan?”“Yes, Mr. Daley.”“I have to go. See you tonight.” He put on his black suit and left the room.I closed my eyes and fell asleep. When I woke up, it was already afternoon. So I called the hotel service and ordered an afternoon tea. Then I went to the bathroom to take a shower.After I finished my tea, I watched TV for a while. At 5 pm, I got a call from the hotel reception desk. I was informed that a stylist was
Last Updated : 2024-08-06His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 130 A Fortune
I sent Daley a message telling him that I needed to leave for a while. And I gave him a brief explanation of why I was leaving. He replied one word: Okay.So Tommy drove me in his silver BMW to a high-end apartment just two blocks from the hotel. We took the elevator from the parking lot to the top floor, and soon the doors opened. Tommy stuck out his index finger at the Smart Gate and typed in his fingerprint.The lights automatically turned on and a large house appeared when we entered the room. Tommy helped me put my handbag on the shelf carefully, then he stopped in front of the refrigerator.“Beer or soda?” He asked me as he opened the fridge door.“Soda,” I answered, sitting on the white leather couch.“Give me a minute, I'll get your mother's diary for you.” Tommy handed me a soda and turned around to the stairs.A light white puff of smoke came out quickly as I opened the bottle. I took a sip of the soda. It was orange.I casually looked around, sitting on the corner of the co
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His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 200 We Chose You
A week later, the trip to Mexico didn't go well. Mexicans were angry at Mickle's claims that the wall had been expanded. The Mexican president and Mickle met in secret for three hours. I don't know what they talked about.After the meeting, he got on a plane and left Mexico. But he left me behind, and I knew exactly what he was doing.I was not surprised to see Daley in front of me as the representative of Mexico. Instead, I had the urge to punch him, but I held back.During my stay in Mexico, Daley was responsible for receiving me as the Mexican representative. The night we met, he took me to a fancy restaurant in Mexico City.“I had no idea that the famous Daley was already a member of council.”I looked across at Daley. The last time we parted, he looked pale. But now, beneath his mask of calm lies a kind of ineffable pride.“Do you have to talk to me like that?” Daley smiled at me, “It's been a long time since we were alone together and I miss you so much. I think we should celebr
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 199 Farewell
“Why do you always have to decide before you tell me?” Frade asked, smoking hard on the couch. “Didn't I tell you to consult me before you made any decisions?”“Because this time there is no room for negotiation.” I stood in front of him, looking at him like that. My heart felt extremely painful. But I had to tell him about my decision. We have to face the truth eventually.“Mia was dead.”Frade's face froze for a few seconds. “She's dead?”“She escaped from the sanatorium, frantically searching for her father and questioning him as to why he had abandoned her. Mickle's bodyguard shot her for endangering the president. It happened right in front of me.”I have mixed feelings about Mia's death. Even though she was detestable, her death was like a razor blade slicing through my unsuspecting skin. It was instant, clear pain.Frade continued to smoke heavily. He didn't show much emotion about Mia's death. But I guess he felt the same way.He was in love with Mia. Her love was fake, but hi
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 198 I Will Stay
I didn't expect Mickle to agree to meet with me as soon as I contacted him. But I had to go jogging with him, so I changed into a white sweatshirt and drove to his estate.We jogged side by side on a path near the estate, with two bodyguards following us. I can't remember the last time I ran in the morning. I was a little out of it at first, but after a while, I got my breath back.“Do you need a few minutes?” Mickle, who was wearing a black, short-sleeved tracksuit, turned to me. “Looks like you haven't exercised in a while.”“I'm fine,” I said.“I'll wait for you at the lake ahead,” he said as he continued to run.By the time I got to the lake, he was resting. A burly bodyguard offered him water, but Mickle gave it to me.“You need water,” he says.“Thank you.” I opened the bottle cap and took a sip. The bodyguard somehow took out another bottle of water and handed it to him.“It's a rare day for you to call me,” Mickle said, his face flushed but his tone calm. Judging from his stro
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 197 The Dark Sky
According to Vickie's will, her body will be transported back to Italy for burial. So Frade decided to hold a simple farewell ceremony for Vickie in the manor. After the ceremony, he would be in charge of sending Vickie's body back home with Mark.Vickie was right that no Sicilian would refuse the dying wish to return home. This time, they offered to open their arms to the Logan family to show their deepest sorrow.The place of the farewell ceremony was chosen in the hall of the manor, and all the participants were dressed in black as a sign of mourning. Black-and-white photographs of Vickie's life were placed in the centre of the hall. As her body was temporarily placed in the hospital morgue, guests had to mourn over her picture in silence.Each of the guests held a white chrysanthemum in their hands and placed it in front of the tablet. In the photo, she looked at everyone with a smile on her face, her eyes looking at everything indifferently.Frade greets guests who have come to p
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 196 Vickie is Dead
In the room, Vickie is lying on her bed, a private nurse holding a clear plastic tube attached to a ventilator up her nose. Since a trip to Italy, Vickie has grown weaker. Mark told me that she was taken home in an ambulance from a private hospital after she landed.“Why don't you take her to the hospital?” I asked in a low voice.“She's determined to go home,” Mark said. “No one can change her mind, and you know it.”“The patient needs to rest. Please leave the room,” the middle-aged brown-haired nurse said politely.Mark and I left the room just as Frade and Vickie's doctor came out of the other room. That was the room where they had been discussing Vickie's condition, and Frade's sullen face didn't look good.It's terrible.“Mark, please help me get Dr. Hans out of here.” Frade's voice was hoarse and tired, and the stubble on his face seemed to have grown overnight, making him look even gloomier.“Are you all right, darling?” I stroked his cheek and looked at the man in front of me
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 195 Asking For Help
A middle-aged woman in a plain grey T-shirt and light blue jeans sat on the living room sofa, her hands on her closed knees, her eyes downcast. The coffee in front of her was steaming, and it was obvious that she hadn't touched it.“Hey!” I whispered. “I'm Eva.”“Hi!” The woman stood up at once. She looked at me a little stiffly. “My name is Joe. I'm a friend of Joan's. We're all in the same union.”“How did you find me?” I motioned for her to sit down.“Joan gave me your number,” said Joe, “And we found your place. I'm sorry to bother you so late. Joan needs your help.”“You didn't come alone?” I asked curiously.“I have another colleague with me,” Joe said truthfully. “He's waiting for me outside.”“Is he here to ensure your safety?” I looked at her. “Since your friend is worried about your safety, why are you looking for me? So, what's the matter?”“We just...” Joe looked down sheepishly. “Just in case. But Joan says you're a trustworthy person. You're not like your father.”“I hel
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 194 Losing Leverage
During my stay in the hospital, I received many greeting cards and gifts from strangers. They piled gifts for the baby in front of the hospital or at the nurses' station, and a few fanatical fans even pretended to be nurses sneaking into the ward to see the baby. Fortunately, the fanatics were spotted by the doctor on duty and called the police, who quickly took them away.To prevent this from happening, Frade picked me and my baby up from the hospital in the middle of the night and took us back to the manor. Frade also put guards around the manor to keep out outsiders, leaving Mark in charge of all security, and Liv came to accompany me.Frade was on the move for us to leave the United States. This time he didn't entrust anyone but himself. He didn't tell me that he had met with those people. But from his tired face after each return, I can guess that our departure would become a distant dream.When Vickie learned of Frade's plan, she decided to go to Italy herself, because most of t
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 193 the Baby and the President
“What does a newborn baby get him?” I stared at Ian. “He's already president.”“The president just wants to show his concern for you,” Ian explained patiently. “This baby is his granddaughter. You're family.”“What an official statement,” I said. “Just this once. I need at least three months off for the rest of the year. During that time, neither I nor my baby could be seen in any media.”“Deal,” Ian readily agreed.“I'll give you some time to get ready,” Ian said. “I'll let you know when the president is arriving at the hospital.”After Ian leaves, Frade gently places the baby in her own crib, where she falls fast asleep without crying or fussing. Frade walks to the bedside, his eyes brimming with anger. I knew he was unhappy with my decision, and as I prepared for his wrath, he just lowered his voice and said, “Why did you agree to his request?”“Because I can't say no.” I looked at him. “Ian's right. Mickle is the baby's grandfather. I have no reason to say no to him visiting his g
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 192 The Birth Of The Baby
“Do you have to go to the inauguration?” Frade asked as he peeled the apple. “The doctor told me your due date is coming up.”The skin he cut off with a knife was attached to the flesh of the apple, and less than two-thirds of the whole apple was left in his hand. I stared at the silver knife in his hand and asked, “Do you have a problem with apples?”“I hope this knife didn't cut apples, but...”“Stop,” I reminded him. “Watch your mouth.”“I don't want you to go to a crowded place,” Frade said, handing me a peeled apple. “In that case, all eyes are on the new president. If you're not feeling well or...”“Ian will have a nurse with me,” I said. “Besides, I only promised to be at the inauguration, and as soon as it's over, I'll be home.”“I'm going with you,” Frade said, “Or I won't trust you.”“Sure,” I readily agreed. “I'll tell Ian and get him to set you up.”“All I have to do is stand next to you.” Frade walked to the bed and brushed my cheek, then put a hand on my belly.“She's mo
