Revenge Of The Sexy Wife

Inside the game is still waiting to be matched with a teammate.

Robert still did not raise his head to glance at Klara.

Klara continued to maintain a dignified and ladylike smile, her mood not half affected, “Mom and Dad said tomorrow night, let’s go home for dinner.”

Robert frowned deeply, “Go back yourself.”

Klara, “Your mother said that she wanted you to go back too.”

Robert, “No.”

He felt sick to his stomach to look at her more than once now.

Klara, “Mom said, if you don’t return, you know the consequences.”

Robert, “I know.”

Klara knew exactly what his mother had done to Zoe.

Robert’s mother had said that she would bring this out whenever Robert did not listen.

He’ll do as he’s told.

This is her first practice.

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Although Robert is indifferent now, she believes that love will grow over time.

Even if it doesn’t, it doesn’t matter.

Everyone plays their own game and does not affect each other.

As long as she can cooperate and maintain the appearance of decency, that will be enough.

She had never, necessarily, had the luxury of love from Robert.

Klara, “Mom said that we should have a baby as soon as possible. If I don’t get pregnant within six months, you will be responsible for the consequences.”

Even when she married Robert, her position was not completely secure.

Only with the birth of a child can the position be fully secured.

So, she needs a child.

Robert, “Klara.”

Klara, “Yes?”

Robert, “Are you that sultry? Is it fun to sleep with a man you don’t love?”

Klara, “I have no other way out.”

Robert, “You are shameless, get out of here, I need to think about it.”

Klara smiled and turned to leave.

Before closing the door, she remained in little mood, “Remember to drink the milk, it will help you sleep.”

Robert didn’t pay any attention to her.

At this point the game matches teammates to complete.

Straight into it, the role selection process.

Robert picked a Sword Demon and tried to kill it indiscriminately in the top lane.

The problem that Klara had just described made him feel distracted.

It disgusted him to let him touch women other than Zoe.

But if he doesn’t touch her, Zoe is at stake.

This feeling of being caught at his lifeline can really break him.

Ever since he was a child, he had never been so aggrieved.

At the thought, he instantly gave the mouse a few vicious taps.

This time, the game begins.

He bought his gear and started killing indiscriminately in the top lane.

After soloing the opposite top player, he started to kill randomly in the wilderness again.

What comes into view, every single game character is his parent.

In no time, he was alone, killing through the opponent’s wild player in the top lane.

This sword demon makes the opposite side shudder.

It brought praise from his teammates.

The chat page is full of all flatters, but Robert is all over it.

Right now, he doesn’t want to do anything but kill people.

Soon he led his teammates to victory in the game.

When the game screen stopped at the victory page, the world fell silent once again.

Outside, the night is eerie.

As he looked around, he saw that all he saw was loneliness and isolation.

In this house, in all the corners, there are shades of Zoe.

As far as the eye can see, there are memories.

To paralyze himself, he opened the red wine next to him and started to drink.

Bottle after bottle, however, he didn’t respond to anything but the dizziness in front of his eyes.

His mind was still clear.

The pain in the heart still continues.

The more he did so, the more he missed Zoe.

What the fuck has he gotten his life into now?

Is this still Robert, for fuck’s sake?

Where is the Robert who did as he pleased, who was so dashing and unrestrained?

He wondered if the only way to bring them to their senses was to die himself.

He really wanted to die and be done with it.

But, because Zoe was in their hands, he could not even die now.

If he continued like this, he thought he would probably go completely insane.

When exactly will relief come?

After a few bottles of red wine, Robert finally drifted off to sleep.

He slumped on the table, as weak as a walking corpse.

The whole soul, as if by alcohol, was drawn out of the body.

Just at this time, Robert’s mobile phone vibrated.

The caller was an unknown number.

But Robert, however, was so groggy that he didn’t even open his eyes to check his phone.

On the other side of the phone, at this moment, Winson was sitting on the sofa, holding his mobile phone, waiting for Robert to answer it.

But it rang for a long time with no response.

Eventually, Winson hung up while calling a few more times afterwards.

Winson frowned deeply and couldn’t help but mutter to himself, “It’s so hard to make up my mind, why isn’t he answering the phone?”

He felt, no matter how he thought about it, that he should tell Robert about Zoe being in his place.

And tell him all about Zoe’s encounter, too.

He felt that this was best for Zoe.

She loved Robert so much, and if she just let them be separated, Zoe would not be happy.

Perhaps even for the rest of their lives, they will wallow in the shadows.

So, he looked for the same time and, through the police station’s internal system, found out Robert’s mobile phone number and called it up.

It was expected that Robert would soon answer and come to pick up Zoe.

But, to his surprise, Robert did not answer his phone.

He thought, “Probably the rich people are busy with their day-to-day work, so he didn’t see the call for now.”

He decided that he would make another call later.

In the room, Zoe was still asleep, oblivious to all this.

Winson waited until one o’clock in the morning and called Robert again.

At this time, Robert was still sleeping on his desk.

The phone was vibrating continuously, but Robert, however, still did not respond at all.

On the other side of the phone, Winson didn’t give up and started calling over and over again.

The phone was vibrating frantically, over and over again, without stopping.

But Robert remained unresponsive.

At this point, he was dead asleep.

No sound at all could be heard.

Just at this time, Klara walked in.

Seeing that the phone was ringing, Klara then picked it up and took a look at it.

What came to her eyes was an unfamiliar number.

Klara naturally pressed answer –

Klara did not say anything, just put the blanket she was holding over Robert’s body.

On the other side of the phone, Winson rejoiced when he saw that the call was connected.