All Chapters of His Perfect Wife Strikes Back: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The waiter with the fruit plate went to room 406, which was at the end of the corridor. The waiter didn't notice me following him because there was a thick red carpet on the floor. I hid behind a huge vase in the hallway and watched as he took the room card out of his pocket and opened the room. The waiter went in and came out after a while. So I stopped the waiter before he saw me."Excuse me, can you do me a favor?" I pretended to look for something. "My diamond earring is missing. Can you help me look for it? I think it might be here.""My pleasure." The waiter, wearing a red and black vest, immediately bent down to help me look for my earrings.I took the opportunity to walk over to him. As he bent down to look for it, the white corner of the room card showed up in his coat pocket."Are you sure this is where you left your earrings?" The waiter asked, his eyes wide as he examined every inch of the carpet."I'm sorry, Ma'am, but I don't see your earring, unless it's tiny."“That's

I hate waking up in a strange place every time I'm knocked out. I hate being in a coma when my mind goes blank. This time I didn't dream. I thought I was in a coma for a short time. But when I opened my eyes and saw the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, I felt very happy.I'm back. I'm pretty sure this is America. I can smell the familiar smell in the air. It's the smell of home.The room looks like a presidential suite of a hotel, with three full-length windows. I can see most of the city at a glance from any window. I looked out the window at the towering buildings, cars shuttling back and forth on the road. The people walking downstairs are as small as ants. The sunlight tinted the glass windows. I put my hand on the glass window and felt the warmth of the sun. It lifted the gloom that had enveloped me on Puddin' island.I'm back. I'm back in Manhattan.But I seem to be a prisoner again. I found myself alone in a huge room. There's only one person who can keep me here,

Liv drove me to Santa Maria Hospital, and I told her to wait for me in the parking lot. I took the elevator from the parking lot to the hospital by myself. Gina has been here before, so I know that special rooms are usually set up on the top floor.When the elevator door opened, I saw two bodyguards standing in the hallway at the end, so I quickly determined that it must be Frade's room. But how do I get into the room? A passing nurse gave me a strange glance. To avoid her attention, I quickly turned into the corridor.Then a bucket in the hallway caught my eye, and I thought of a way to get into Frade's room. So I found a room with a cleaning sign on the walkway on the next floor. Fortunately, there were not many patients on this floor, and no one else appeared in the corridor except the cleaner who was doing the cleaning.I went into the ladies' room and purposely dumped the trash on the floor when no one was around. I broke the flush toilet, and the toilet kept leaking. After all t

Calm down, Eva. I keep telling myself. What would a hunter do if he took something he didn't want? Use it as bait to lure out real prey? Yes, hunters who want to catch bears don't waste their time on squirrels. Yes, Liv is the squirrel. And I'm the bear in the eyes of the police. What they really want is me. If they didn't have proof that Liv was harboring a criminal, they'd let her go. Then they'll spy on Liv to find me. This is the plan of the police. First, I have to get them to let Liv out. Evidence, right. I had to destroy all the evidence that showed Liv was with me. I suddenly thought of the surveillance cameras in the apartment building. Before the police react, I have to find a way to delete all the records about me. The police car went away and I hid in the dark for a long time before I came out. The apartment building is right next to me. How do I get in? I looked back at the ladder and went back to where I had come from. So I climbed the ladder again. When

"Hello, my little rose!" Daley's calm voice came over the phone just as I was about to despair. It gave me hope again."Please help me," I pleaded."At your service," Daley said. "There's a black car waiting for you outside the alley. Don't worry about the police. I've sent them away."When I hung up, I looked in the direction of the alley. After making sure the two policemen hadn't caught up with me, I walked out of the alley and saw a black Maybach parked on the side of the road. The car door was open and I could see a light silver glow from the back seat.It's Daley. He's sitting in the car."Are you spying on me?" I sat down beside him in a dejected tone. He's been following me. He even saw me sleeping in the park. He's just waiting for me to ask him for help."I told you that you would come back to me." He reached out and gently touched the wound on my face. "I hope these wounds will make you understand that you have to learn to bow your head at the right time."The real goal of