My Wife Is A Seer

Helena was not afraid of him and found a fish net from inside the cupboard to take a picture of him: [How many times do you think I can fish it out?]This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Rib Landlord: [You let it go! If you want revenge, come at me!]

Helena: [Do I have an axe to grind with you? Do you deserve it?]

Rib Landlord: [I Don’t!]

Helena laughed out loud with joy: Well! How dare he undermine her! The future is long, she can find a chance to turn the tables? Then she sent the text: [Mr. Jasper, you’re being modest. I think you deserve it. You are the Rib Landlord, how can you don’t deserve it?]

Rib Landlord: [I will change my name now. I …… Mr. Jasper, the lawyer has gone out to do his job. Mr. Bates told you to go in and discuss the matter further ……] Joey’s words were suddenly inserted at the back of the voice, sounded like it came from far away.

Helena did not reply again and went upstairs to find a room to sleep in.

There were many rooms, only one of which could be slept in, and that was his bedroom.

The guest room was fully furnished, but there were no beds or quilts, so it must have been an infrequent visitor to his place for the night.

She thought about it and wondered what time he would be back, so she might as well sleep in his bed first. When he came back, ask him for the bed covers and she would sleep on the sofa. Of course, he could be a gentleman and give her the bed and he would take the sofa.

She changed into his white shirt after bathing.

She burrowed under the covers and rested on his pillow, wrapped in his scent.

She had a cleanliness problem and hardly ever shared things with others. But at this moment, instead of feeling disgusted, she felt at ease, full of security and happiness, as if it was her bed and she had slept in it many, many times.

She soon fell asleep and started dreaming again.

The scene had changed when she returned to Star Mansion in her dream. Jasper was not drinking and had been replaced by Elias. When Mr. Doyle rushed over, Scarlet was crying her heart out, her plan having failed and being taken advantage of by Elias.

She cried, “Helena said that Mr. Jasper was alone in his room and asked me to come in to see. As soon as I came in, I was grabbed by him and couldn’t struggle free. Helena said it was Mr. Jasper, so I thought he was Mr. Jasper and I called out for him.”

Mr. Hopkins asked, “The waiters of the mansion are here, which waiter delivered the wine at that time, please name him, Miss Scarlet.”

Scarlet did not dare to point.

Elias cowered and looked around for a moment before saying no.

“All the attendants of the mansion are here, no one has taken leave, no one is out,” said Mr. Hopkins. If that waiter is not here, it means that the waiter is not the mansion’s waiter, but the mastermind’s helper. Everyone knows that the mansion is difficult to get in and out of, and everyone who comes in and out has to be registered and kept on file. Someone! Transfer the files! Pull up all the men who come in so that Miss Scarlet can identify him.”

After some tossing and turning, Elias recognized that man.

The man registered: the male companion Scarlet had brought in. He also bit the bullet: “It was Miss Scarlet who told me to do this. Miss Scarlet wanted to use tricks to marry into the Howard family as Mrs. Howard, so she came up with this idea. The first time I did something like this, I was scared so I carried the tray upside down and they ended up with the wrong wine.”

Scarlet was ruthlessly abandoned by Martin.

The waiter kept looking at Scarlet and told her to make sure she kept Martin safe.

Mr. Bates aggressively asked Mr. Doyle: “Is this the daughter you adopted? You dare to cause trouble in my venue and have an idea on Jasper, don’t you know that Jasper is in my side?”

Mr. Doyle flung Scarlet in the face and Scarlet cried out loudly.

But Helena smiled, with a smile at the corner of her mouth, and gave a “giggle”.

Jasper lay on the edge of the bed and couldn’t stop looking at her: she was so beautiful, so lovely, so kind, so …… good that he couldn’t say enough good things about her. He came up to her face, his mouth unconsciously filled with a smile, and his fingers placed on her face, gently stroking it: “You’re smiling so happily, are you bullying me in your dreams?”