Billionaire’s Escaped Wife

It’s really cold and cold in the prison. There’s no warm and kindness.

As long as she doesn’t satisfy her inmates in prison, they’ll knock over her rice.

But she still has to pick it up and eat.

There’s no way. She’s really hungry.

What’s more, those iron bars really hurt when they fell on her body, more than her brother Aaron slapped her on the roof at that time, but she didn’t dare to shout out the pain, because she knew that it was useless to shout, because in it, no one would care about her, and no one would help her.

She also had been hoping that her brother would save her, just like prince charming.

However, she waited for five years, watching the kapok flowers bloom and fall, fall and bloom outside the prison window.

For five spring, summer, autumn and winter, her brother in Aaron refused to come.

Even if she, like her sister, asked him to see her in such an extreme way, he could be indifferent. “Ada, you can use the painting brush again, as long as you want to paint, mom…” Winni Bush pauses for a moment. It seems that it is not appropriate to say so.

However, she goes on, “Mom will send you to cram school to make up for the missed courses.” Ada Wood raised her rough right hand and grasped the thin penholder with great effort. Her hand trembled above the drawing paper and was afraid to write.

Now she can’t even master the strength.

“Mom, teach me to cook steamed buns.” Ada Wood dropped her brush.

She no longer had the confidence to pick up the thin pen and sprinkle her dreams and willfulness on the paper.

She was not Ada Wood, who could paint the portrait vividly in only 10 minutes. Her five years in prison had long wiped out her dream, just like the love for Aaron Hunter.

Now she just wants to live a peaceful life and be with Winni

“Ada, no, you should have your own life. If it wasn’t for that, you would be…” Winni Bush couldn’t speak any more. She turned around and secretly wiped tears.

“Mom, it’s good now.” Ada Wood carefully put away her brush and drawing board, which had been her dream, but now it has been completely destroyed.

When Winni Bush sees Ada Wood, who has become so sensible, she doesn’t know whether to be sad or happy. Her Ada finally grew up and became sensible, but the price she paid was too high. ……

In the early morning of the next day, Ada Wood hears something moving downstairs. She quickly gets up to see that Winni is making steamed stuffed buns and goes to help.

“Ada, why don’t you sleep a little more? Hurry up and go to bed. I’ll be fine here.” Winni Bush pushes Ada Wood out of the kitchen. Now, as soon as she sees Ada Wood’s bloodless face, she feels a pang of heartache.

“Mom, I’m fine. I’m used to getting up so early.” Ada Wood quickly rolled up her sleeves. Her hands were no longer tender. She had no milk to soak her hands, and no good skin care products could be used.

With Ada Wood’s help, Winni Bush made the steamed buns in advance today. After putting the steamed buns in the steamer, Winni Bush went out to buy the raw materials as usual.

But, today, she was followed by Ada Wood.

As she walked back, she saw the dim sum shop that Ada Wood liked most. When she got to the middle of the road, suddenly, a red Ferrari 458 was born.

Winni Bush pushed Ada Wood away, and she was hit by a car several meters away. The car stopped in the distance for a few seconds, then stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and ran away. “Mom –”

“Autumn water Pleasant” is the rich district of w City, once, she also lived in this place, tyrannical. The roadside on both sides of the road in front of Winifred Baker’s villa are still Jacaranda. At first, she thought that Ficus microcarpa was too ugly, so she had to dig them out and planted a jacaranda tree.

Because the boy under the Jacaranda tree is the first throb in her heart. She didn’t expect that now it has become a famous scenery.

Standing at the door of Winifred”s villa, Ada Wood is a little embarrassed. It’s been five years. She hasn’t seen Winnifred for five years. She doesn’t know if she still looks like a proud queen like before.

Thinking of Winifred’in court, Ada Wood is a little scared.

“There’s still a clot in the patient’s head that hasn’t been cleaned out. If the patient wants to recover, the blood clot has to be taken out. The operation cost and the medicine will cost one million yuan.”

But the doctor’s words echoed in her ears, and she needed a million dollars to operate on Winni’. “Miss, this is a private villa. You can’t stay here.”

A servant with a vegetable basket came out of Winifred’s villa and saw Ada Wood hesitating at the door. She was kind enough to remind her.

Ada Wood is suddenly stunned. If the servant had talked to her like this, she would have slapped her in the face and scolded her for being blind. Now she has no arrogance.

In those five years in prison, her edges and corners had been smoothed.

“I’m looking for someone.”

“Miss, are you looking for the wrong place?”

The servant looked up and down and saw that she was wearing some shabby clothes and her tone was not very friendly.

“I am…” How would she answer the servant’s question?

Telling her she was Winifred”s daughter? Or the second precious Miss of this villa?

“Are you, Ada?”Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

The old housekeeper sees something at the door. He comes out and finds Ada Wood standing at the door in a long plain dress.

Ada Wood’s hands are grasping the corner of her clothes. Seeing the old housekeeper Abbott, she suddenly wants to give up.

She remembers housekeeper Abbott. Besides Zora Baker, housekeeper Abbott loves her most. Unexpectedly, the servant has been changed, and the housekeeper is still the old butler Abbott.

It was a long time before she opened her cracked lips. “Housekeeper Abbott, I’m Ada. I’m here to ask my mother to help me.”

“Second miss, you’re back. Hurry up. You go and buy Ada”s favorite dish.” On Butler Abbott’s wrinkled face hang two lines of sparkling tears.

“Just come back, fine.”

“Don’t bother, housekeeper Abbott. I’ll leave when I finish my deeds.”

Ada Wood doesn’t know if Winifred still hates her, as if in court, she wants to tear her up.

She didn’t want to trouble Winifred, but she really didn’t want to lose Winni.

She went into the villa, and the familiar layout was just like her before she went to prison. The only thing lacking was laughter.

“Where did this begar come from? Get out of here.”

Winifred came out of the room and was ready to go downstairs. When she was walking in the corridor on the second floor, she saw a shabby Ada Wood.

Five years later, Winifred is still the same as before, and the years have not left traces on her mother’s face.

“Madame, she’s not a beggar. She’s a second Miss. She’s back.” Housekeeper Abbott quickly explained.

Winifred was stunned for a moment. Soon, the expression on her face returned to normal.

“What, second miss, I think you are getting more and more stupid as you get older. I have told you several times that only my daughter, Zora Baker, is the only one in our family to drive her out.”