If You Want Me

The child who followed the man was no longer arrogant and domineering as before. He was obedient as if he had met the biggest nemesis.

Curious, Richelle waved at him with a smile and said, "Hello, Uncle." She looked at Lethe who had a straight face like an old man. She spoke to him in mute, "Who is this?"

When Lethe was still pretending to be serious, Richie lowered his head to look at the little girl who greeted him. His heart ached inexplicably, and he forced a smile uncomfortably.

Some people were good-looking when they were serious, and when they were warm, they looked like someone who could attract all living beings. This was the case with the man who was smiling at her.

"This is my father. We are going back. See you tomorrow." Lethe straightened his chest and looked energetic. His cold and indifferent temperament was the same as the man beside him.

After Lethe left with Richie, Terence picked up the little girl again. Squinting at the road ahead, he suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.

Perhaps, he shouldn't have let Consuela come back from the very beginning. It was difficult to pursue her in France, but when he came back and met several strong competitors, it would be even more tortuous.

After all, he had overestimated himself.

"Uncle Terence, why are you so sad? Am I too heavy for you to hold?"

"How could it be possible? The little princess gained three more circles. She is as light as a cloud. Uncle Terence can definitely hold her." Terence didn't know whether he should laugh or cry. He got in the car with the little girl in his arms and left.

In the car, he suddenly asked, "Don't you want to go to a better school?"

With his eyes wide open, Richelle grabbed the snacks bag in the car and asked cautiously, "Uncle Terence, do you want me to transfer to another school?"

Her mother had told her that Uncle Terence treated her and her mother very well, so as long as it was his request, she had to agree to anything.

But she liked the current school and the boy named Lethe.

"Uncle Terence, I

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

ong time.

"Okay, I got it." Richie nodded and looked away. An unnoticeable dimple appeared at the corner of his mouth. His appearance softened a lot in an instant.

"……" Lethe turned around and looked out of the window. The street lights were all on, and there were long red lanterns hanging under the orange lights. "When will mom come back to me?"

"Soon."

In the company, Laura rushed into the office and saw the little master sitting on the sofa. His face changed a few colors. Then she put the documents in her hands on the man's desk.

"These are the documents to be signed, and some are the reform documents." Laura wore a shoulder length black dress, with her curly hair hanging down behind her head. Some of her thin hair fell directly in the middle of her chest.

All the subtle outfits were to make this person change his opinion of her, or be directly seduced.

With his eyes fixed on the computer, Richie only nodded without responding. Laura stood still, embarrassed and unwilling.

Having been with Richie for five years, there was no substantial change except for a few more wrinkles on her face.

But she really couldn't find a man who was more suitable for her than Richie. If she continued to wait like this, the man could still find a girl twenty years younger than her, but she couldn't get any benefit!

She couldn't let this happen.