After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

"Give me a reason, if it satisfies me."

Fok said.

Hill lowered his eyelids slightly and looked somewhere.

"Who in the entire villa and estate, and even in this area, doesn't listen to you? If I want to run away, you don't even have to make a phone call. I will be caught in less than half an hour. Where can I run to? ?”

Fok seemed satisfied with this reason and nodded for her to continue.

Hill continued.

"I have been arranged by others all my life, but I have always wanted to break out of my own world. Now I suddenly realize that I am too tired."

She sighed lightly.

"For those who can't fight, no matter how hard I try, it's all in vain. Rather than this, I'd rather be relieved. Anyway, if you want me to give you a child, you won't treat me badly."

As he spoke, Hill found a position to relax and leaned against the head of the bed.

Fok raised his hand to pinch her face and chuckled.

"My good girl, I finally figured it out."

After saying that, Folk got up and walked out of the basement. After a while, he came back again with an extra key in his hand.

He untied the chain around Hill's neck, couldn't wait to hold her and fell on the bed. Just as he was about to kiss her, Hill pressed his lips.

"You said, if I give birth to your child, then what am I to you?"

She looked Falk directly in the eyes.

"Wife, you are my wife..."

Hill smiled.

"Then I am considered the mistress of this villa?"

Frank stretched out his fingers and gently held her hair.

"Not just this villa, as long as you promise me to be my woman and give birth to high-quality children for me, the entire chamber of commerce will listen to you except me."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Hill to speak again and kissed him heavily.

Hill is nominally Fogg's adopted daughter. It is impossible for him to take her out to meet people in the name of his wife. But at home, in order to keep Hill happy, he has announced that when he is away, Hill's The command is absolute.

The servants all thought that the young lady had compromised in the face of the master's hard and soft tactics, so they all bowed their heads and said yes.

Although Folk agreed to many of Hill's requests, he still did not agree to Hill's request to get out of the basement.

"After you give birth to my first child, you can leave from here. Before that, don't even think about going out."

Fok knew Hill's character well. After all, he grew up in his own hands, and he knew all the little thoughts in his heart.

If there is nothing that can trap her, her heart will never be taken back.

Hill didn't say anything more. This answer from Fok was also what she expected. How could such a business tycoon believe so easily that he would be obedient and stay by his side obediently?

After NO.15, Focker went to the basement almost every night. He ordered someone to build a whole wall of bookshelves in the basement so that Hill could read and relieve his boredom.

Hill is also very calm. He eats, sleeps, reads, and sometimes plays chess with himself every day.

She didn't cater to Folk's request at all, but fortunately she didn't reject it too much, she was just indifferent.

Every time Fogg lay next to her at night, she was in agony, but her subconscious kept telling herself to endure it some more.

This time I said, I was living a funny and ridiculous life. This thing is nothing.

It was a Friday night that finally gave Hill his chance.

Folk was out socializing and drank two bottles of red wine mixed with white wine. When he got to the basement, his face was still red and he was swaying while walking and holding on to the wall.

"Hill, my good boy, come and give me a hug!"

Fogg stumbled towards the bed with his left foot and right foot, but Hill was not on the bed, but sitting on the rocking chair next to the bookshelf reading a book.

"Don't touch me if you don't take a shower tonight, it stinks."

Hill made no secret of the disgust in her eyes. She turned another page of the book in her hand, but she didn't read it at all.

Fok smiled, followed the voice and walked to Hill, lowered his head and kissed her lips. "My Hill's temper is getting bigger and bigger. How can he talk to his father?"

Hill frowned and slapped his face away.

"Don't come so close to me, Father!"

She emphasized the word father, and now these two words didn't seem like a title to her at all, but more like irony.

Hearing Hill's disgusted tone, Fok finally straightened up.

"Wash up, wash up. We're having a party tonight. I drank too much and it smells a little bit."

He turned around and entered the bathroom. After a while, Hill heard the sound of water rushing in the bathroom.

The book in her hand was suddenly closed, and the joints of her hands holding the book turned white.

Looking in the direction of the bathroom, Hill slowly stood up, the hatred in his eyes no longer concealable.

She walked to the bed, took out the broken porcelain she had hidden under the pillow, and walked to the bathroom.

The bathroom door was unlocked, and Folk liked to rush in and hug Hill when she was taking a shower, but Hill thought he was a pervert and would lock the door every time he took a shower.

So Focker directly asked someone to remove the lock of the bathroom, and Hill didn't say a word for two days.

Fok was closing his eyes, letting the hot water from the shower hit his head.

Hill walked outside the bathroom door and looked inside through the crack of the door.

Fok seemed to feel someone approaching and opened his eyes suddenly. When he saw it was Hill, he reached out and touched the water on his face.

"How did you come?"

Hill glanced at him angrily and said coldly.

"I saw you were drunk and took a shower. I was afraid that you would die of drunkenness in there."

Frank grabbed Hill's wrist, took him into the bathroom, and got under the shower with him.

The bathroom was steaming, and Fok couldn't see Hill's face clearly, so he just moved his face closer to her based on his feeling.

"Hill, you are getting better and better, and my father is very satisfied."

Hill's back was facing Fok, and through a layer of wet pajamas, she could clearly feel Fok's chest muscles and strong abdominal muscles.

But today, Fok's strength in holding him was much smaller due to his drunkenness and loss of strength.

"Let me go, I've already finished taking a shower, and your pajamas are wet again."

"Hmm... hold on, you can wash it with me again, and I will change your pajamas myself later."

Hill closed his eyes. He had reached the point where he no longer wanted to endure the man behind him.

Folk took a deep breath and kissed Hill's neck. Hill turned around and hugged Folk's waist, and both of them began to breathe heavier.

In the mist, Fok was drowning in it, but Hill opened his eyes more and more clearly.

She felt Fok's hands roaming around her body, like poisonous snakes, making her breathless.

She gently raised her hand and opened her palm, revealing the sharp broken pieces of porcelain in her palm.

Just as Fok was about to take off Hill's pajamas, before he could raise his hand, he felt a pain on his neck, and then the water around him turned red.

The water from the shower continued to flow, and Hill did not stop.

After the first stab, she stabbed the other side of Fu Ke's neck hard for the second time. With the third stab, Fu Ke's neck was instantly full of holes, and bright red blood flowed down his neck, and blood beads splashed out. It hit Hill on the face and was quickly washed away by the shower water.

Fok seemed to be frozen. Hill let go of his hand and pushed him hard. He fell to the ground and looked at the person in front of him with wide eyes.

He wanted to get up, but his hands had no strength left.

Hill glanced at him, his eyes filled with coldness.

She raised her hand and flushed the sharp piece of porcelain that she stabbed Fok into into the toilet outside. Then she picked up the lamp on the bedside table and broke the bathroom glass from the outside.

Glass shards buried the lower half of Focker's body.