All Chapters of His Perfect Wife Strikes Back: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

I lay in the tub on the hotel terrace when I returned. The warm water slowly brought my body temperature back to normal. I leaned against the edge of the tub and looked up at the sky illuminated by the twinkling shiny lights.Daley stepped into the bathtub naked, leaned over me. His usual calm voice lingered behind me.“Are you at peace now?”“Yes, I felt a kind of peace I had never experienced before.”I've been waiting a long time for my death list to be emptied, and my revenge is almost over now.“That gift from you is really special.” I looked at him. “Why are you doing this?”“Because your pain is my pain, your hatred is my hatred.” He kissed my shoulder. “That's how I love you.”“What do you want to know about me?”“I want to know what you like.” Daley looked at me affectionately. “I can take you to anywhere you like for our honeymoon.”“I haven't been to a lot of places.” Mikeal had limited my private life since I was a kid, especially after my mom died. I hardly ever travel. I

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

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

“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

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