Getting my ex-wife back のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 571 - チャプター 580

Liya obligingly entered Oscar's luxurious vehicle. She knew that this man was a jerk, pervert, and was as disgusting as a pig. However, Zoella was dependent on him. Since Zoella could make use of him, why couldn't Liya take advantage of him as well? She neither had any relatives nor any loved ones. Even her Uncle Reid was dead. Hence, she could only rely on her body right now. In fact, Liya was very clear about the grudges between Elsie and Richards Manor. After all, she was a top student. The Richards family owed her nothing! The behavior of her family, especially Fadison's, could even be considered shameless. However, she noticed another realistic problem. Before she graduated, she had to go through internships. After graduating, she had been looking for jobs everywhere for months. In those times, she was treated with indifference. Even if she found a job, it was either her salary would be too low to bear, or she would be given th

In the Ink Garden. Vivian hadn't eaten for nearly a week. She was relying on the IV drip to sustain her life. When Hansen walked in, Vivian was in a deep sleep. She spent most of her time sleeping those days. She was only half awake in a daze when she woke up and couldn't recognise anyone anymore. Her life was coming to an end. She didn't have much time left. Besides Meroy, several servants also stayed in the room by her side all the time. Hansen entered and looked at his grandmother. His heart was heavy. "Mr. Richards, I have something to discuss with you." Meroy followed as Hansen entered the chamber. "Meroy, just shoot it!" Hansen raised his head slightly and urged gently. He had always treated Vivian's aide, Meroy, with respect. "Mr. Richards, there's a matter that might sound rather strange." Meroy stepped forward and whispered, "Some time ago, when Old Madam was not herself and mostly in a daze, I saw her holding a black

Sergio stood in front of them without any facial expression. He looked at them coldly. In the past few days, he watched Hansen and Jenna showing affection and talking lovingly to each other. Their conversations were corny, and Sergio would overhear them occasionally. It was driving him crazy. Sergio finally managed to get away from the lovebirds. He wanted to have a moment of peace and calm to himself but he bumped into that d*mn Zoella. She brought shocking news along with her. Hansen had gone to Capital City to meet Luqman! Sergio was shocked and angry at the news! Would Hansen dare to oppose the Xanthe family openly? This was preposterous. Sergio rushed back to confront Hansen. He wanted to know what Hansen's intentions were by doing so. His gaze was sharp as an eagle as he stared at Hansen's hand, which was placed on Jenna's waist. His expression was as cold as steel. Sergio wanted to go up to him and replace his arm with

"Norton, women prefer sweet-talkers and men who know how to coax them. You may have made mistakes in the past but I am sure Sabrina would forgive you if you are sincere. Don't let her go easily if you still like her." Jenna encouraged him as she stood up. Norton's eyes lit up momentarily but were soon extinguished by self-doubt. Norton had just started his career and he hadn't had much achievement yet. General Delia had high expectations. So, he didn't have the confidence to approach Sabrina yet. Jenna smiled and advised him. "Norton, no matter what you do, always keep in mind that as long as you work hard and treat people with sincerity, you will get what you give out to them. The universe never mistreats anyone. You're not young anymore. Not only do you have to accelerate your career advancement, you should also be mature and earnest when it comes to your relationship. Women are emotional beings. As long as you are genuine and patient, you might just get what you ha

In the reception room. Madam Lilian, dressed in formal clothes, was sitting on a rattan chair, reading a newspaper. "Madam, Mr. Xanthe is here," Quina informed her in a low voice. Madam Lilian raised her head. "Hello, Madam." Yadriel immediately took a step forward, walked up to her, took a bow, and greeted her with utmost decorum. "Hello, Mr. Xanthe." Madam Lilian smiled and gestured her hand towards the reception chair next to her. "Please take a seat." "Thank you, Madam," Yadriel spoke as he bent down and bowed. He sat down carefully on one side, all smiles on his face. "Mr. Xanthe, you're really well-informed. You even caught the wind that I'm in A City." Madam Lilian elegantly set down the newspaper, half-teasing, and half-jokingly commented. Yadriel's face instantly tingled as he was caught off guard. However, there was no discomfort in his astute eyes. On the contrary, he was more respectful, with a bright smile on his face.