Todos los capítulos de Flash Marriage:CEO's Sweet Wife: Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 140

Pushing the door open, a visible cloud of white smoke greeted them, filling the room with a hazy atmosphere. Elizabeth Forster frowned; she had always been quite averse to such poor air quality.Upon closer inspection, several elderly men were smoking homemade tobacco, which they had grown themselves. Unable to afford commercial cigarettes, this was their only means to satisfy their nicotine cravings."Who are you?" A middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit and a cloth cap stepped forward from the crowd. He was slightly hunched over, holding a large pipe that was emitting puffs of smoke. His sunken eyes, weathered by time, scrutinized Elizabeth Forster and her companions with a somewhat cloudy gaze."Village Chief, do you remember me? I'm the assistant who came last time," the woman behind Dong Lingyu suddenly spoke up, walking toward the man with a smile on her face.The people around, noticing the strangers, stood up and moved to the side, watching curiously."Oh, it's the little as

She directly laid bare the relationship between the two."Do you even have a sense of being a daughter, treating me like this?" Lynn Hudson preemptively struck, using her tactics effortlessly.She sneered and questioned, "Could it be that you're just after my meager pension?"From the moment she saw this group, she naturally assumed they were the ones forcing the land sale. Now, seeing them all obediently following Elizabeth Forster's lead, she firmly placed the blame on Elizabeth Forster.Lynn Hudson's eyes darted around and landed on Dong Lingyu, who, aside from Elizabeth Forster, was the most charismatic and attractive in the group.Thinking of Pete Melville, she curled her lips, casting an ambiguous glance at Dong Lingyu and Elizabeth Forster, her thoughts clearly displayed.Swiftly, she took out her phone and snapped several photos of the two.Elizabeth Forster frowned, her clear eyes fixed on Lynn Hudson, "Is this land yours?"The old man said he was just helping to look

The young men nearby, upon receiving her command, immediately untied the ropes and removed the sack from the woman, then tossed her out. Old Li, who was standing close by, quickly helped Lynn Hudson up from the ground, pulled out some clean cloth strips and medicinal alcohol from behind him, and on the spot disinfected and stopped the bleeding, treating and bandaging her wounds. The entire process was swift and efficient, without any unnecessary delays."We're leaving," Elizabeth Forster said with a brief glance, turning to leave without looking back. Dong Lingyu and others followed her. Seeing that she had left, the villagers knew there was nothing more to see and dispersed, leaving Lynn Hudson and Old Li standing where they were. A cold wind blew, carrying a chill, and the surroundings were eerily silent, as if no one had ever been there, except for the footprints left in the muddy ground, proving otherwise.By this time, Elizabeth Forster and her group had returned to the Dongxia

Outside the window, the sky was overcast with dark clouds, intensifying the already dim night. The oppressive mass of black clouds slowly approached, bringing with it a sense of dread. The air was filled with a faint, damp smell.Elizabeth Forster, following her body's instinct, found the most comfortable position on the sofa, shifted slightly, and drifted off to sleep. The man sighed softly, silently walked up to her, and took a blanket from the cabinet, carefully draping it over her. Her small head was close to the edge of the table; Pete Melville reached out, cupped her head in his palm, and gently moved her towards the center of the sofa, to prevent her from falling off. The snacks on the table remained untouched.Elizabeth Forster mumbled something, her mouth moving as if she were talking in her sleep. Seeing this, the man shook his head silently, turned off the lights, and quietly returned to his desk. Perhaps influenced by her, Pete Melville could no longer concentrate. The co

The rain tapped against the floor-to-ceiling window glass, making a crisp sound.Elizabeth Forster walked to the window and looked at the lights downstairs. After hesitating for a few seconds, she didn't agree immediately but asked softly, "Is something wrong?"She had been busy all day and was really tired.If Sheila Dewey's words had shown any sign of unhappiness from the beginning, she might have gone out without hesitation.But it was obvious that the other person's mood was good at the moment.She also wanted to rest well.As soon as she spoke, Sheila Dewey understood instantly. She turned the pen in her hand and drew a few key points on the documents in front of her, answering Elizabeth Forster, "Nothing urgent, I just miss you."There was an underlying meaning in her words. In fact, she had almost found the clues to the painting.The problem now was that she encountered some trouble while looking for the painting.At this moment, she was thinking whether Elizabeth Forst