My Sweet Lawyer Wife

It has even less to do with Helen.

Her daughter should not have been taken hostage and fallen victim to their war.

“Reason.”

He asked coldly, “Don’t tell me you’re so eager to marry Brenden that you’re trying to avoid suspicion, are you?”

Adriana gasped and laughed.

A sarcastic smile appeared on the pale, bloodless skin, “When did Mr. Alston get so smug? If you say so, then so be it.”

She closed her eyes, “I’m tired and want to take a nap. You go out.”

“Luis wants to see you.”

“No see.”

She refused dryly.

“After you fell into the water that day, Luis was very worried about you. Also he dragged you to the haunted house and scared you, Luis felt deeply guilty in his heart and always wanted to apologize to you back then. You have not been well recently and have been in a coma, so he was not allowed to see you.”

Peter said with a slight frown of honesty.

“I don’t blame him, it’s really okay.”

She still closed her eyes, not even interested in looking at him.

“Gisselle’s memorial service is tomorrow, do you want to go to it?”

“Good.”

At the mention of Gisselle, Adriana’s eyes finally opened.

The eyes are vacant and listless as they stare at the ceiling, and the face is a few shades paler.

“Do you have any relatives or friends? Shall I call them to come and take care of you?” Peter was close to Adriana and knew her situation, so naturally he investigated her connections.

It’s just a shame that she really doesn’t seem to have any friends in the country, except for Theresa who is her BFF.

“I can do it alone.”

Even in this current situation, she is still holding her body strong.

Peter sat in the companion chair with a complicated look and even more mixed emotions.

An indefinable emotion rushed to the heart.

Looking at her frail look, it did not come to annoyance, more interesting intolerance and heartache.

It seems that since the day Adriana fell into the lake and briefly choked on her breath, he witnessed her death and understood her place in his heart.

That kind of intense pain slammed deep into his heart.

Somehow, this woman has slowly entered his heart, perhaps, even he did not know.

But now that he is clear about his affection for Adriana, Peter is even more unsure how to face her.

“Can you promise me one thing?”

Adriana’s eyelids lifted slightly and she looked sideways at Peter, “Say.”

“Don’t marry Brenden.”

Ridiculous request.

She looked at him with a faint gaze, and after a moment, her pale lips pulled out a curvature, smiling, “So, in what capacity are you speaking to me?”

It’s ridiculous and laughable.

His wife is Theresa, what does it count now that there is always an unclear relationship with her?

“I …”

Then asked, Peter was speechless.

Thinking about it, the party realized that the party’s request was ridiculous.

Yes? What is it to do with her and in what capacity do you ask?

“In the end, you are Theresa’s best friend, a well-meaning advice, willing to listen to it, do not want to listen to it as I did not say.”

He stood up in a flash, turned around and walked away.

The moment he walked out of the ward and closed the door, he gave her a meaningful glance, his sexy lips tugged and finally pursed into a straight line, closing the door and leaving.

The room was suddenly quiet, and Adriana realized that underneath the silence, she was even more restless inside.

After spending the afternoon in the hospital, Adriana took a leave of absence from work.

The following day, Gisselle’s memorial service.

Everyone from The Alston family was there, including some high profile people, as well as various media.

The memorial service is very grand, mourning songs, the scene is very depressing atmosphere.

In the large hall, many wreaths were placed, a picture of Gisselle’s life was hung in the middle, and in the center was her body in a crystal coffin.

Those who chased off, daisies in hand, lined up to come forward.

Adriana, dressed in a black lady’s suit, dragged her frail body through the crowd to pay tribute to Gisselle.

After a long line, she also walked inside the lobby, placed flowers on the crystal casket of Gisselle’s body, and then walked over to the family for comfort.

The family member is Brenden.

Brenden was dressed in a black suit with a serious face, showing a strong emotion of sadness, as if a bereaved white swan, experiencing bitterness and also despair.

Needless to say, he’s a total showman.

Doing the scene as casual and natural, comparable to the first-line actors more rich expressions and physical movements.

Adriana walked up to him and looked at him with a cold face, “Condolences.”

“Thanks.”

Brenden said.

“Brenden, you’re really disgusting, sending her away with your own hands, and now you’re pretending, aren’t you afraid of retribution?”

“Retribution? Oh, you’re concerned about me?”

“Shameless!”

“People as despicable and shameless as you are are destined to go to hell in the next life.”

“It doesn’t matter if I go to hell or not, what matters is that you’re about to be miserable.”

Brenden’s words were not lost on Adriana.

But the next moment, she understood …

Standing across from him, looking at him, but suddenly being tugged on her clothes, and after that, a slap suddenly fell on her cheek, fast enough to catch people off guard.

The crunching sound of the slap echoed through the hall, and Adriana’s battered body could not withstand the slap, falling directly to the floor, dizzy with pain.

“You’re Adriana, the one who seduced Brenden, and your sister, the one who killed my daughter. Tell me, have you been planning this for a long time?”

Gisselle’s mother, her face in tears, pointed at Adriana and hissed hysterically.

Angry straight stomp feet, pointing at her face, continue to fume, “all of you come to see ah, it is this bitch killed my daughter, ooo … how in the world there is so lowly daughter, in order to climb the rich family, but even painful to kill.”

Mrs. Atkins then tried to ruin Adriana’s reputation by making a big racket.

Throughout the process, Brenden stood aside, looking down coldly at Adriana, without the slightest intention of coming forward to help.

At the sound of it, many people gathered around and pointed at Adriana.

“That’s her, huh? In that case, it’s really possible.”

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“In the company, Adriana and Brenden two love it very much, the third party.”

“Shame on you, interfering in her relationship and plotting to kill.”

…

There was a lot of chatter.

A chase off meeting turned into a farce.

Adriana couldn’t understand how the Atkins family knew about it.

“Yah, Adri, what’s going on, you get up.”

In the crowd, Theresa got up and helped Adriana, who was lying on the ground, up, with words full of concern.

But no one noticed the flash of sharpness under her eyes.

“Mrs. Atkins, what the hell is going on here, Adri is my BFF, why are you hitting her?”

Theresa complained for Adriana.

“Hmph, Theresa, I’m telling you, she’s a shameless third party, you better keep an eye on your husband or watch out for your husband getting seduced too.”

Mrs. Atkins, with a sharp tongue, pointed at Adriana and continued to scold her: “A cunt, who is so intent on marrying into The Alston family, is not concerned with The Alston family’s property.”