Sir, Let’s Divorce ( Victoria Nelson )

Matthew did not say a word. 

Chapter 38 

He looked at the red marks on her face and looked away. “You think too much. I don’t have the time to torture you 

He walked to the bedside and sat down. He raised his chin slightly. “Come here” 

Victoria did not have the strength to disobey him. She dragged her footsteps and sat down beside him. 

Matthew made a call and asked the people downstairs to bring up a medicine chest. 

Victoria did not know what he was going to do. She only saw him open the medicine chest and take out a bottle of medicine oil. He said to her, Tall up your hair” 

She pursed her lips and her eyes flashed “What are you going to do? 

The man lost his patience and frowned. “Do you want your face to swell up later?“, 

Victoria was touched. 

She did not expect that Matthew would actually care about her…. 

Without speaking, she brushed away the broken strands of hair from her cheeks, revealing her red face beneath. 

Matthew looked at the bright red mark, and his expression changed. 

He raised his hand, wiped the medicine oil on her check, and gently pushed it away with his fingertips. “Did Bruce hit you?” From the words that Victoria had just said, it could be guessed that after Anya complained to Bruce, Bruce hit her. Matthew knew that the relationship between Victoria and her family was not that close. 

However, he did not expect that Bruce would actually hit her. 

Victoria closed her eyes and nodded. 

She suddenly smiled and said self–mockingly, “The current me seems to be disliked everywhere…” 

She had no idea when it began, yet she was no longer the small Princess who was encircled by stars. 

She began to learn to endure, taking the bitterness into her stomach. 

Because in this world, her mother, who loved her unconditionally, had already passed away. 

As for the previous Matthew who used to love her unconditionally, she did not know if she could still find his heart back… Matthew rubbed her cheek. Hearing this, he said lightly. “At least you have some self–awareness.” 

Although his words were very cold, the movements of his hands were very gentle. 

Victoria thought that she was really good–for–nothing. 

No matter how many times Matthew hurt her, as long as he gave her a little tenderness, she would be reluctant to let go. She didn’t reply, but the fragrance of a rose came from her nose. She asked, “… Why does this medicine smell so good?” 

She thought it was all that pungent smell. 

Matthew glanced at her. “Do you think I don’t know how particular you are? Using that smelly medicine oil to wipe your face is no better than letting you die.” 

When he finished speaking, Victoria’s body froze for a moment. 

This sentence seemed to be too familiar, so familiar that she thought they had returned to the past. 

Back when Matthew doted on her and loved her, taking her as the first in everything…. 

“Mall…” 

Victoria suddenly held his hand. 

She did not dare to look into his eyes, only looking down at her toes. “Today I am really… very sad. I seem to have no father 

from now on.” 

When she was walking in the cold rain just now, she did not feel so wronged. 

But as long as Matthew showed her a little tenderness, she felt as if she had found a home to return to – 

“Matt… you still have me in your heart, don’t you?” She felt a lump in her throat. 

Mathew looked into her eyes without any emotion. 

After a long while, a look of ridicule appeared in his eyes. 

Chapter 88 

He lifted her chin, leaned close to her car, and whispered, “Don’t misunderstand. I don’t want you to leave a mark on your face because I need you to accompany a guest. I’m afraid that your appearance just now will spoil the appetite of the guest.” 

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