Queen Revenge

“Where are the Walker Richter people?”

The waitress just laughed and got all secretive and told me to wait here.

I was about to ask again when the waiter had already left.

Suddenly, the mellifluous sound of a piano started.

I looked over at the sound of the piano, a light came down and who was sitting at the piano if not Walker Richter.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Beautiful fingers played quickly on the black and white keys as if they were alive, and sometimes exciting and sometimes soft melodies flowed from his fingertips.

The soft light put a faint halo over him, and it seemed as if he was the only one in heaven and earth. From the sound of his zither, I heard the sound of the babbling brook, the birdsong in the valley, the wind, the rain, and the sound of all things.

I had never seen Walker Richter play the piano, and I never knew that a man could be so charismatic that he could not take his eyes off the piano at all.

I was immersed in the sound of the piano when, suddenly, it came to a screeching halt.

Walker Richter turned back to me, his deep gaze falling on me for an instant, the corners of his mouth curved up in an imperceptible arc, and he hooked his index finger at me, “Do you want to play a song in a row?”

At the sound of playing the piano, I snapped back to my senses and shook my head, “No, no need, you play so well, I’ll just listen to you play.”

Walker Richter abruptly smiled, is the kind of eyebrows and eyes smile, not see the coldness of the past days, as if a different person, careless pressing the keys: “A long time have not played, a little rusty.”

Although I don’t know much about the piano, just now Walker Richter played really well, even better than those big pianists, so that people can’t help but fantasize and immerse themselves with the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano that resonates, I think that’s the best sound of the piano.

Walker Richter played another more atmospheric piece, from the sound of the piano, as if I could see the bloodbath battlefield, the two sides engaged in battle, with thousands of troops overwhelming the momentum forward, the excitement and excitement, to the final victory and triumph, cleaning up the battlefield when the low sadness of the horse leather and corpses.

After the song, I was immersed in the sound of the piano for a long time.

Walker Richter got up and stepped off the stage, “Hungry yet?”

That’s an ill-timed question.

Without waiting for me to say anything, Walker Richter took my hand and led me over toward the table, pulling out a chair in a very gentlemanly manner and sitting down with his hands on my shoulders.

I’m a little confused as to what Walker Richter is up to here.

“Is today any day? Or do you have something good in mind? That’s why you invited me to dinner?” I was very apprehensive.

Walker Richter leaned casually against the table and picked up the red wine on the table and poured it for me, which simply flattered me, no, it should have been only surprised.

“You’ve been married to me for so long and I haven’t had a proper dinner with you.” Walker Richter handed me the glass of red wine and I took it with a trembling hand, he could see my nervousness and let out a soft laugh, “Relax.”

He clinked his glass with mine and took a sip himself before his eyes signaled for me to do the same.

Walker Richter suddenly made such a mess, I always feel that the wine may be drugged, pursed lips did not dare to drink.

He didn’t push it, pulling out his chair and sitting down next to me; “I’ve been thinking about it, and your last offer was interesting, and I’m going to take it.”

I didn’t react for a moment.

What was the last offer?

Walker Richter reminded me, “You’re right, our marriage is so boring right now, it needs a little love to spice it up, you work on it, and maybe, I’ll fall in love with you.”

At that, I almost stood up in shock.

What did Walker Richter say?

He’s going to fall in love with me?

I asked him uncertainly, “What’s gotten into you?”

I had long ago given up on my plan to make Walker Richter fall in love with me, Randy Pan found my baby and I could be leaving, who would be willing to be someone else for the rest of their life.

Walker Richter’s deep eyes narrow, “Don’t you want to try? Get both Ms. Richter’s title and more of my people.”

I don’t want to have to get your man alright.

I stared at Walker Richter and always wondered if he had been switched and like me, Walker Richter had a twin brother?

Obviously looks a cold ice does not melt the face, even the voice is also cold ice, temperament this piece is pinched to death, strong and domineering, but now with a kind of seductive tone to ask me if I want to try, this is completely with the usual he does not match ah, and even an indescribable bizarre.

I wanted to shake my head, but Walker Richter just looked at me with such dark eyes that I didn’t dare shake my head.

I held a glass of red wine, I did not care if he put drugs, nervously drank it in one gulp, I took the rest of the light to sneak a look at him, and found that he was still looking at me, I panicked in my heart, and took the bottle and poured more red wine into the glass as a way to hide my panic.

Walker Richter’s eyes were so poisonous, it was as if he could see through people, “And you’re thinking of leaving THE Richter family?”

I laughed, “I, I think this matter, you can reconsider, I think it is unlikely to make you fall in love with me, I have already given up this delusion, by the way, Pheobe Wilson is not deeply in love with you, you look for her, I will make room for you guys, grandma’s side of the side I … ”

“Bella Hill,” Walker Richter interrupted me with a sudden cold gulp, his narrow, ink-deep eyes narrowing slightly, “How will you know if you don’t try.”

Walker Richter is angry, and that’s a sign of wounded pride after being rejected.

He’s such a facetious person, it’s all about other people chasing after him. The old Bella Hill just kept trying to find ways to catch his eye, which he didn’t care for, and now that I’ve rejected it, he’s naturally annoyed.

I rubbed my brow and met his light eyes, “You’re right, I do have plans to leave THE Richter family, Walker Richter, I’m tired and don’t want to surround myself with you anymore, you’re too good and surrounded by too many women to be missing me, and I don’t want to be a bitch and chase a man that won’t turn around for me, the rest of my life is long and I want to live it for myself. man, the rest of my life is long, I want to live well for myself.”

I am genuinely rid of THE Richter family, and I would prefer to take SWEETHEART if I can, or else Sweetheart will suffer if something goes east one day.

Since meeting Randy Pan, I’ve been planning to fade “Bella Hill” from the limelight, and divorcing Walker Richter was the first and most critical step.

I’m not a saintly mother to be able to do forgive Ulysses Will & Bella Hill, I genuinely like sweetheart, and I know the situation sweetheart might be in after EastEnders.

Walker Richter kept staring at me, those starry eyes hiding a light I couldn’t understand.

The world seemed to fall silent and none of us spoke.

Just when I thought Walker Richter wasn’t going to talk, and I was already planning to leave, he suddenly said, “You can live honorably with me.”

I didn’t understand Walker Richter, he put down the glass in his hand, raised his hand and caressed my face, looking at it very carefully, and finally his eyes fell on my lips, and without waiting for me to react, my lips were suddenly soft with the mellow flavor of red wine.