Todos os capítulos de After Pregnancy, Ex-husband Begged for Remarry: Capítulo 211 - Capítulo 220

Wang Hao quickly uncovered the truth; the person who had called the police was Gordon Foster, who had been in the same private room as Lin Yunyang at the time. It was said that they were drinking together.Seeing this news, Wang Hao became even angrier. "Hmph, so they're all in cahoots, ruining my plans!"No wonder Lin Yunyang had pretended to advise him to let go back then. It turned out he had already planned his escape route! Wang Hao realized he had been tricked. Thinking about the days he spent locked up and the ridicule he faced when he returned home, Wang Hao's anger toward Lin Yunyang grew.But when he went to find Lin Yunyang, he discovered that Lin had gone into hiding and refused to come out. Indeed, after getting involved with a woman and ending up in the police station, Lin's family couldn't sit idly by. They brought him home and gave him a stern lecture, then promptly confined him.What a disgrace, Lin's father said. Don't go out unless it's necessary. If anything els

Wang Hao was absolutely against it. The land had cost the Wang family a lot of time, effort, and money. Now, Lambert Hobson actually wanted it?The Wang family wasn't someone to be trifled with!As he thought this, Wang Hao's expression changed, and he was about to refuse. But Lambert Hobson seemed to have read his mind and spoke calmly, "I heard that Silena is still in the hospital. I wonder how she is doing now?"Wang Hao's face turned pale. Lambert Hobson had hit a sore spot.Ever since he was humiliated by Silena at their wedding, where she poured paint all over him, even though they hadn't divorced due to the intervention of both families, Silena remained a threat. Last time, he had beaten her severely, and she was hospitalized in critical condition. The family had been keeping it under wraps, planning to handle it quietly. How did Lambert Hobson know about it?A chill ran from his feet to the top of his head. Wang Hao looked at Lambert Hobson as if he were seeing a demon.I

One sentence made Gordon Foster's face turn sour, and he didn't say anything more.Seeing this, Quintina Foster didn't continue either. She turned to Lambert Hobson, "Are you okay? Are you hurt? I have a first-aid kit."Actually, both of them were injured to a similar extent, but Lambert Hobson's injuries looked more severe. Quintina Foster knew that this was probably because he had held back, which made her feel even more guilty.Not everyone could just take a beating without fighting back, especially someone like Lambert Hobson?Gordon Foster saw her go for the first-aid kit and his lips moved, but in the end, he said nothing.She brought the first-aid kit over, glanced at Lambert Hobson, and started treating Gordon Foster first.Seeing this, Gordon Foster's anger lessened a bit. He cast a smug look at Lambert Hobson, thinking, *Even if you persist, Luo's heart still leans towards me.*Lambert Hobson lowered his eyes, said nothing, and just slightly moved, letting out a soft "

A gift from the heavens is a good thing, but why does it fall on your head and not someone else's?Gordon Foster felt that things were not as simple as they seemed.But he didn't want to confront Lambert Hobson directly for an explanation, so he turned to Quintina Foster instead.However, Quintina Foster couldn't figure out what Lambert Hobson was up to either.The gift was too valuable. After days of hesitation, Gordon Foster finally made up his mind: "Return it to Lambert Hobson!""What? Brother, you don't want it?"Quintina Foster was astonished. This piece of land was so precious, how could he bear to give it back?Then she understood. No matter how valuable it was, compared to the unknown intentions of Lambert Hobson, it wasn't worth much.If they accepted this, who knew what Lambert Hobson might have in store next?Especially, Gordon Foster feared the most about some request. If Lambert Hobson really asked, should he refuse or agree?Clearly, neither reaction would be r

But they had forgotten that it was often in these small, bustling markets where things got the most complicated, with many unexpected risks lurking around.Quintina Foster spotted an exquisite little drum at a stall run by a young black man. The drum, no bigger than her palm, came with two finely crafted mallets, each shorter than a finger. When she tapped on it, the sound was surprisingly pleasant.She fell in love with it instantly and began to haggle. Thank goodness her M language skills were still decent; she hadn't forgotten everything she learned in school."Five hundred for this!" the vendor declared.Quintina Foster knew right away that he was overcharging. The materials were quite ordinary; only the craftsmanship was valuable, but it certainly wasn't worth five hundred.She thought about offering two hundred, which seemed reasonable. Just as she was about to speak, Lya blurted out, "Five dollars!"Quintina Foster nearly choked on her own saliva. This counteroffer was out