Newlywed Wife Is The Boss

Lorenzo’s eyes became soft for a moment, thin lips slightly hooked, this girl is really quite interesting.

The two bodyguards 　　following Lorenzo were just in time to see the scene.

“Look! Young master actually … smiled …?”

Romeo’s eyes widened and his finger subconsciously poked Grace Wright, who was standing beside him.

“Hmm.”

Grace had a stern face and a very serious expression.

“You’re such a woody, it’s better to talk to you than to go to Levi.”

Romeo skimmed his lips, gossip is getting bigger and bigger.

The reason for 　　such a cold and ruthless young master to show this look is the girl who disliked Lennie, right?

“Young master, that girl just returned to Fretston not long ago, the Armstrong family is very mysterious, the real family, and not the replacement seen in the eyes of the public, the two families do have a marriage contract, but not the real family personally set.”

Romeo rushed to provide accurate information to young master, he was so active because he wanted to gossip about young master’s personal affairs.

“I’m interested?”

There was no expression on Lorenzo’s handsome face, his voice was clear and cold, and he glanced at Romeo who had a doggy face.

“It was my subordinate who talked too much.”

Romeo admitted his mistake in a sincere manner, but still couldn’t help but add a sentence.

“The betrothal is not really approved by the head of the family himself, it can be dismissed as non-existent, since you are interested, Grace is better than me, he can just tie the girl into a bow and send her to your arms to be rained on, and when you feel tired of it, let Grace throw her back to the family.”

Romeo thought through and simple, young master such a good man, is the dream of all girls Prince Charming, can let her enjoy the grace of the rain, is already a great honor.

“Get out!”

Lorenzo’s gaze was harsh as he looked at Romeo, his voice growing colder and colder.

“…”

Can someone tell him what he did wrong?

Heaven and earth!

…

Fretstonthe Fletcher Group empire, Chairman’s office.

The moment Lorenzo pushed the door in, he heard the sound of a heated argument, and he was busy closing the door behind him, standing in place with one hand in his pocket, silent, his brow furrowed.

“Father, please tell me the truth, what exactly have you put her in? Is it worth going to this extent just because of him? Now that you have gotten what you wanted, why won’t you let her live?”

“You can’t be clearer about my feelings for her from the beginning to the end! Why can’t you make me whole?”

“I have no interest in the empire you have created, I just want a her!”

For the first time Wilfred dared to speak so disrespectfully to Adrian, his voice dripping with heavy depression.

“Shut up! He’s your father, where’s all your tutelage gone!”

Connie rushes to stop Wilfred from potentially angering Adrian.

“Is a woman from a small family worthy of such recklessness towards your father!”

“For that, you will never have any good results in your life!”

Wilfred was just about to say something when he subconsciously looked in the direction of the door and Lorenzo’s figure caught his eye.

“…”

Wilfred looked coldly at Lorenzo, his eyebrows revealing a hidden anger, as if to break him into pieces.

Lorenzo was silent, staring at the furious Wilfred, in his eyes, the half-brother had always been high-minded and arrogant, and no one, nothing was worth Wilfred’s distracting attention except for his research on drugs.

But at this moment, Wilfred is completely swayed by uncontrollable emotions, almost violent and crazy, his eyes are bloodshot with rage.

“What’s going on?”

Lorenzo’s heart was a little surprised, but the surface remained light and continued to speak.

“Because of the beloved?”

“Does the taste of victory ever make you feel like you have an empty piece in your heart?”

Wilfred suddenly sneered out, he narrowed his eyes slightly, his harsh eyes fell on Lorenzo.

“Now you have accepted the business empire created by your father, ready to marry the Bailey family’s golden girl, warm and soft in the arms, fame and fortune ah!”

Two equally good men standing opposite each other, the surface looks calm and quiet, but the tide is dark and turbulent.

Boom!

Wilfred strides away, throwing the office door hard shut.

Wilfred will never, in his life, tell Lorenzo half a thing about Jessica, ever!

Life for life, memory erasure, backstabbing, how cruel!

They are cold-blooded animals without heart!

Wilfred swore that he would never in his life tell Lorenzo that he had lost the love of his life!

He will make Lorenzo suffer for the rest of his life!

“Wilfred, get back here!”

Connie had a look of hatred, she was afraid that Adrian would be angry, she couldn’t think too much and rushed out after him, giving Lorenzo a hard stare as she brushed past him.

“Wilfred’s beloved woman disappeared and I had something to do with it?”

When 　　only Lorenzo and Adrian were left in the office, he dropped his eyes on his father and spoke blandly.

“He just has no place to vent his anger, no need to think too much about it, met Beatrice himself?”

Adrian picked up the tea sitting next to his hand and took a sip before answering Lorenzo’s question.

“I’ve seen you, Father, and I’m visiting Grandma.”

Lorenzo breezily left a message and turned to leave.

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the Fletcher family.

“How is Grandma doing today?”

As Lorenzo pushed the door in, he looked at housekeeper Ryu, and while taking off his suit jacket and handing it to the maid, he opened his mouth to ask.

“Grand Master, the old Mrs. Fletcher is as usual, sitting in the sunny bower at this time, and wants to see no one …”

The butler shook his head with a look of helplessness.

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Lorenzo sniffed, his body stiffened, and his hands clenched tightly.

“Only barely two sips of lotus root powder.”

The butler’s voice was dripping with impotence.

Lorenzo carried the rose soufflé in his hand, turned away and walked to the sunny flower room, looking in through the glass, his grandmother was sitting in a wheelchair with a thin blanket on her lap, surrounded by flowers and not moving, as if time stood still.

Lorenzo’s heart suddenly aches, although he is not a medical genius, his heart also understands very well, if this continues, I’m afraid that grandmother’s time is short.

“Grandma, I’ve come back to see you, and I’ve specially brought you back rose cream pastry, would you like to try it?”

He pushed his way in, easing his footsteps.

“Lorenzo’s back.”

The old Mrs. Fletcher turned her head to look at Lorenzo with a kind smile, Lorenzo was the old Mrs. Fletcher’s pride in this life.

“Normally I refuse to let you crave for food, this time I purposely offer you the rose cream pastry that I bought home, as it is.”

Lorenzo came to the old Mrs. Fletcher, slowly squatted down, and gently placed the pastry he was carrying in his hands on his grandmother’s lap.

“You are in a bad mood, do not tell others, always tell me ah, you do, I am very heartbroken.”

“Good grandson, don’t worry, grandma is fine, people are old, they always have to face reality.”

The old Mrs. Fletcher’s voice was soft.

“I know you are not happy living in the old house, even if everyone surrounds you.”

“Grandma don’t worry, I will arrange a new place to live, or you, I will stay with the housekeeper, no one else will be brought there, I will personally serve your food and living.”

Lorenzo knows well the character of his grandmother, and it is useless to talk more, and he knows that she is sick of staying here.

After a brief family talk between the two grandchildren, Lorenzo got up to say goodbye and left.

…

Lorenzo is really a man of action, just out of the sun flower room, will be the residence of things ordered down.

“Young master, Levi just came by and asked me to pass the file bag to you, saying that he has followed the master’s instructions and made an appointment with a psychiatrist for you, adding that the psychiatrist is a world-renowned famous doctor and will definitely be able to solve your hidden psychological problem of not being interested in women.”