Chapter 1410
The Ex-Husband's Revenge
Ingrid walked in a hurry. Her high heeled shoes stomped on the marble floor, making a non-stop noise.
That frequency was like her heartbeat at the moment.
It sounded like she was in confusion.
After two months, she thought she would not be affected anymore, but this unexpected meeting shattered her self paralyzed virtual imagination.
It might only take a second to fall in love with someone, but how long did it take to completely forget someone?
After coming out of the hotel, the night wind made her wake up a lot.
She looked up at the night sky and smiled with relief.
It didnât matter whether she loved him or not.
Since she decided to let go, she would never look back!
What if she lost love?
She would not be a prisoner of love!
She just needed to tell herself she would embrace a new life!
Outside the hotel, Ingrid stopped, took a deep breath, and returned to calm.
Sheila looked at her worriedly. âIngrid, are you okay?â
âIâm fine.â Ingrid pinched her nose. âDonât look at me with such pitiful eyes. If my brother and the others see it, they will make trouble again.â
Sheila sighed softly. She was the only person who knew about Ingridâs life in the past three years in Nortown. Visit this site to read the correct chapter alaniniz(dot)com Although she was sorry for her, she understood why Ingrid didnât tell her family.
If her family knew, then Nortown would really be turned upside down, and Mr. Quentin would probably be miserable tooâ¦
Even though she said she didnât love him, she was still worried that he would be targeted by the Swinton family!
Sheila had never been in love. She couldnât give Ingrid any advice, so she could only take care of and accompany her as much as possible.
âIngrid, Iâm going to get the car. You wait for me here.â Sheila put the shawl on her body.
Ingrid gathered her shawl. âWell, Iâll wait here.â
Sheila observed her expression and saw that she was calm, so she felt relieved to get the car.
Ingrid stood quietly and looked at the night scene in the distance.
She remembered that the city was very cold in winter.
Footsteps approached her.
Ingridâs eyelashes trembled. But she didnât move. She already guessed who it was.
She couldnât avoid it all the time. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and told herself to be calm.
âIngrid!â
Her wrist was strangled, but she didnât struggle.
It was a strong hand. The palm was dry, and the fingertips were slightly cold.
She was forced to turn around and meet the manâs dark eyes.
The familiar eyes were dark and terrifying at the moment as if they wished to turn into a sharp sword and slash at her fiercely.
After three years of marriage, it was the first time that she saw such obvious emotions on his face.
They were so strange that even a furious look on his face could make her feel novel.
âMr. Quentin, please behave yourself.â Ingridâs red lips were slightly hooked. The corners of her eyes were slightly raised. She had a sweet smile, but the smile didnât reach her eyes.
When Orville stared into her eyes, the inexplicable panic came to him again.
His handsome face was extremely gloomy, and his jaw was tense. âShouldnât you give me an explanation?â
âExplain?â Ingrid sneered. âWhat do you mean? What do I need to explain to you, Mr. Quentin?â
Orville took out the report paper from his pocket, opened it, and handed it to her. âWhat is it?â
When Ingrid saw the report paper, her face froze.
Why did Orville have the report paper?