Sir, Let’s Divorce ( Victoria Nelson )

Chapter 48 

Chapter 48 

Victoria quickly shook her head. crying as she said. “You don’t match at all. You don’t match at all…” 

Only then did Matthew feel a little better. His movements also became much gentler. He tidied her black hair behind her back and kissed the back of her neck. I don’t match with her, then who do I match? You?” 

Victoria shook her head subconsciously. 

However, when she felt the gaze on her back, she immediately changed her words, “You and I are the most compatible. No one in the world is more suitable than us. 

Only now did Victoria know that this was what he wanted to hear. 

Sure enough, she could clearly feel that Matthew’s mood had been soothed. She turned around and tried to touch his face with her hand 

It was rare for Matthew to obediently lean over and let Victoria touch his cheek. 

Victoria shrank into his arms and hooked his neck. I will be obedient in the future. You can do whatever you want. Don’t treat me like that again, okay?” 

“Victoria, don’t let me hear those words again next time.” Matthew picked her up. 

That day when she stood in front of him and Anya, smiled and blessed them for a hundred years, saying that they were a match made in heaven – 

He really wanted to crush her hard to see what her heart was made of. 

Even now, 

he wasn’t sure if he hated what she said, or if he hated himself who cared so much about those words. 

This kind of emotion was difficult to control. It was as if whenever he met Victoria, his cold indifference would all turn into ashes, only shouting that he would make her remember those words and never say them again. 

He wanted to teach her a lesson, to let her know who was her master…. 

Victoria was so tired that she almost fell asleep. The red suspender dress on her body was stained on her skin, and there was sticky blood. 

Matthew carried her into the bathroom. After personally taking a bath for her, he carried her to the bedside and looked at her sleeping face. 

He touched her eyebrows and looked at her for a long time. 

Finally, he got up and left. 

When he opened the door, his assistant Dean was already waiting outside. 

Mr. Dowson, who should have already left, was now covered with a large towel around his neck. His face was pale, and he just lay in the corridor, pressed by Dean, as if he was waiting for someone’s order. 

Seeing him come out, Dean immediately said to him, “Mr. Shadwell, he has lost too much blood. How should we deal with him? 

“Same as usual,” Matthew glanced at him indifferently. 

“Yes, Mr. Shadwell!” 

Matthew walked past him and suddenly stopped. He glanced at him. 

Mr. Dowson was already lost in his thoughts. He only felt a shadow pressing down on him. 

Matthew squated in front of him and looked at his two fat hands. 

This pair of hands grabbed Victoria’s clothes. 

It was clearly his order, but when Victoria was really touched by others, he could not help but want to kill. 

“Give me the knife.” 

“Yes, Mr. Shadwell.” 

Dean respectfully handed over the dagger. 

Matthew held it in his hand, has thumb against the scabbard, and the sharp blade reflected his sharp side profile. 

His eyes were cold, and the next second he plunged the knife into the man’s palm- 

“Ah!” 

The man who had lost too much blood cried out, his eyes bloodshot, and he stared at him. 

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Chapter 48 

Matthew stood up and wiped the blood from his fingertips. “Chop off his hand. As for the rest, you know it,” he said. 

“Yes, Mr. Shadwell…” 

The man threw the tissue he had wiped on Mr. Dowson’s face and covered the fat brain’s face. 

In the room. 

Victoria did not sleep well. 

She slept soundly, rising and falling between reality and dream. 

She seemed to dream of three years ago. 

When she gave birth to that child. 

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