Billionaire Defiant Wife

Chapter 692: He Must Love Me

Avery glanced over and asked, "What if I say no?"

"Then you will have a lot of trouble."

Avery didn't want to be in big trouble.

She finally picked up the white robe.

As a rich man, Mr. Black also lived in the Presidential Palace of Ancient Country, where also luxuriously furnished.

Evan stood in front of the window sill, standing with his hands on his back. Under the sunlight, his figure looked longer.

Standing behind Mr. Howel, Robert was still surprised to find that the ugly woman was Avery Peters.

"I should have realized that Avery Peters is the beloved one for Mr. Hamliton. How stupid I am. Now that I wear a human skin mask, Mrs. Howel can also wear a human skin mask," thought Avery.

Robert and Evan had been standing for almost three hours without saying a word. Although Evan said nothing, Robert knew Mr. Howel was furious and tried to control himself.

Memories told Robert whenever Mrs. Howel left Mr. Howel alone, Mr. Howel always acted like this.

Robert was feeling uneasy.

Robert understood Avery agreed to marry Mr. Lautner because of the little princess because Mr. Lautner was the only one that could get white worms.

At the same time, Robert also believed that Evan understood what Mrs. Howel did.

Someone was knocking on the door.

It was a maid who was coming for serve food.

Robert turned around and opened the door. There were about four maids, followed by five bodyguards standing in front of the door.

The maids brought food on the coffee table, saying, "Please."

After putting the food on the coffee table, Avery went out with the trays.

Robert glanced at the dishes on the table, which looked delicious. He can't help but swallow. Ever since he got outs from H Country, he hasn't had a good meal.

"Finish the dishes on the table," Evan Howel finally said something.

"Do I swallow so loudly that Mr. Howel heard?" thought Robert. He was too terrified to sallow.

"I ask you to eat them."

"Well," Robert stunned. "Are these dishes poisonous? Why did Mr. Howel ask me to try them first? Bodyguards usually try the dishes, but now I have to do it for them because there is no bodyguard," thought Robert.

Robert had to follow Evan's order. He sat on the sofa and started to eat them.

"Mr. Howel, you" Mr. Howel interrupted, glaring at Robert.

When the maid came in, finding someone ate the dishes, she was happy, taking up bowls and chopsticks and left.

When the maid got out of the west house, holding a tray, a woman stopped her around the corner.

"Have he eaten?" a woman in purple belly dance costume covered with a purple veil asked.

The maid nodded, "He had eaten most of them."

The woman smiled happily, her eyebrows and eyes looking like a thin line.

Then the woman stuffed the maid with an envelope full of money in it. The maid immediately stuffed the money into her pocket and left.

"Diana," someone shouted at Diana, "Come here to dance."

The woman was Diana Summer. She looked into the house in the west of the Presidential Palace and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Have he eaten? Very good. I once let a bodyguard cheat Evan, but failed. This time, I must seize the opportunity, let Evan take medicine for seven days, and then he must love me," thought Diana.

Diana then smiled broadly.

She turned around, said yes, and ran over.

"Did you know that maid?"

Diana shook her head.

"Let's go. Hurry up. It is Mr. President's wedding. We must dance very well. The wedding ceremony should be perfect."

Another female dancer came over and said, "Have you seen the woman Mr. President will marry? She is extremely ugly. I can't understand why Mr. President decided to marry her. The woman is not fit for Mr. President."

"Neither people nor government officials will agree to marry that ugly woman."

Diana listened attentively but said nothing though she knew the ugly woman.

Diana knew it was a kind of tradition of Ancient Country. No one was ugly in this country. Otherwise, he or she must be deported.

For ensuring the heir's perfect gene, the President of Ancient Country was not allowed to marry such an ugly woman.

Diana mocked, "Not only is the woman ugly but also her daughter. I am sure that her baby must be ugly."

Then, Diana took out her phone and showed the little princess's photo to them, "This is her daughter."

"Oh, my god. She is really ugly. I can't believe she gets such an ugly scar on her face. Damn it. I can't help but vomit."

"Why does Mr. President want to marry such an ugly woman?"

"Look! Is she?" A female dancer leaned against the railing on the third floor, looking down. There was a wall between the Presidential Palace and the Royal Hunting Ground.

The dancer saw Avery in a white robe looking for something in the jungle, followed by many maids and bodyguards.

"I can't believe that she wears our traditional clothes and is covered with a turban. At first glance, I can't even recognize her."

"She looks so ugly. If she doesn't cover her face, it will be too scared."

A water pipe stretched out from the third floor, which was convenient for a gardener to water trees.

Diana glanced over it and got an idea. Then she said, "If you want to see what she looks like, I have an idea."

Several women also turned to look at the water pipe and then understood.

However, they were all afraid that Mr. President would be angry. After all, the ugly woman was the President's fiance.

"Rock-paper-scissors game. The one lost should do it," Diana suggested, and no one opposed.

Finally, a woman who lost the game lifted the water pipe, turning the faucet up to max and pointing to Avery.

The water flows too fast to avoid. Avery was soaking wet with water.

The bodyguards immediately stood in front of Avery and turned to look up, but the woman had left. She ran fast and smiled joyfully.

"The princess, are you okay? It is our fault. I'm sorry for that," Avery was soaking, water was dripping from her hair, and half of the turban was soaking too. She looked rather disheveled.

"How can the princess feel good? Lead the princess to change clean clothes and check who did it!" The leader of the bodyguards yelled.

Avery raised her head, looking at the third floor. The water kept dropping.

"It seems that people in the Ancient Country are unfriendly to me," thought Avery.

Since the leader of the bodyguards was afraid that Mr. President would blame him, he immediately ran away for find who did it.

Avery twisted them and waved her hand, "That's all right. Take me to find white worms."

Mr. Black agreed to let the leader take her to see white worms, so Avery only wanted to see it directly.

"The princess, it is not a white worm. It has the name," the leader said.

"What is the name?" Avery shook her wet clothes and asked.

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