My Wife Is A Seer

Helena was convinced: they were doing everything they could to force her to go home! She wanted to ask: if she still refused to go back, would they have to kick her out of the house?

“Let them do it! If they don’t, I’ll be angry with them! What a bunch of scum!”

Wendy got angry straight away, but Helena felt it wasn’t that simple: “They won’t throw me out of the Yip’s. If they kick me out, who will help them make money? Who will be the punching bag for them? They will continue to think of other ways to force me back.”

“Don’t go back even if you’re forced to! To go back now is to run into a gun!”

“I know.”

“Helena, don’t be afraid. You do things the way you want to. You can’t keep being led by them. Elias disgusts you, you ignore him and let him have nowhere to take it out on you. Rebecca provokes you, you don’t go home and let her have an endocrine disorder.”

Helena was amused: “I wish I could! But, I’m afraid I can’t! They ……”

Wendy interrupted, “Why? Money? I’ll give it to you!” She took out her bank card and shoved it at her, “This is my salary card, you can swipe it as you like. As long as I have food, I will never starve you. I’ll give you my car, and I’ll take a taxi to and from work, we’re all reimbursed by the company.”

Helena gave it back to her, “It’s not about the bank card and the car, but if I don’t go back, they’ll escalate their tactics and put me on the defensive. Freezing the bank card and selling the car should just be a small reminder for them to try.”

“Helena, this is not the way to go, let’s go to a lawyer, go to Jasper and ask them to help you leave the Yip family.”

Helena shook her head: “I want to use Jasper in the most crucial place. Letting him step in for such a small matter always feels like sledge-hammer on a Gnat, too much of a waste of the opportunity to ask for help. All right, it’s settled, I’ll go back and take a look first.”

Wendy wanted to accompany her.

She didn’t agree: “Instead, I won’t play well if you are around me. You go back first, I’ll call you when I’m done. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine, they wouldn’t dare to kill me.”

Wendy sent her there.

She hadn’t gone far into the villa when two bodyguards suddenly pounced on her from behind and pinned her to the ground: “Miss Helena, I’m sorry. It is Mrs. Yip’s order, she is afraid that you will not cooperate.”

She was on the floor, cheek to ground, hands twisted behind her back, looking like a high-ranking criminal being held down by the police. Unable to resist, she was tied up by her bodyguards and pulled into the living room, dropping the bag she had brought with her by the flowerbed.

There was a buzzing sound from the phone in the bag.

Rib Landlord: [Keeping a rabbit needs a carrot!]

Rib Landlord: [I’m not as good as a rabbit?]

Without waiting for a reply, Rib Landlord took a picture of the empty bowl again and sent it over: [Begging for food!]

Helena was tugged into the living room.

On the sofa in the living room, Lyla was aristocratic and her gaze was contemptuous: “Miss Yip, you’re finally back! What? You’ve got a big stance? I have to invite you home now?”

Helena stood there like a prisoner, but her bones showed an arrogance that wouldn’t lower her head: “You told me to get out, did you forget? You told me not to go home, did you forget?”

Lyla snorted: ”Humph! I told you to get lost, and you remembered! I told you not to go home, and you remembered! I told you to take good care of Rebecca and to help out their couple, why didn’t you remember?”Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.