My Sweet Lawyer Wife

Theresa didn’t want to give up and followed right after him. She locked the door of the lounge and stepped on the wool blanket with her bare feet. She unzipped her dress a little to show her tempting and heaving breasts.

She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself. Her makeup was fabulous and she looked seductive and hot.

She had made up her mind that she must have Peter today.

The restroom door opened.

Peter walked outside and saw Theresa.

“Why are you still here?” the man looked a bit gloomy. He glanced at her for a second and then looked away. He wasn’t tempted by her beauty at all.

Frankly, he didn’t care about what she looked like at all.

“Peter, don’t go.”

Seeing that he was leaving, Theresa immediately came forward and blocked the door, staring at him with tears welling up in her eyes, “Ever since we got engaged, you’ve never laid a finger on me. Is it because…I can’t get pregnant?”

Not being able to have children was an unhealable scar for her and she could never forget that.

“Tessa, stop this nonsense. We’re in the office. We can talk about it when I come home tonight.”

“Home? Will you even give me the chance when you come home?”

Theresa shook her head and said, “No…Peter…I want it now…”

She held his waist and got into it. She tiptoed and kissed him, nibbling his lips.

But facing Theresa’s affection, the man just frowned and stood there still like a statue, letting her do whatever she wanted.

As if he had no interest in her.

The passion from Theresa’s kiss gradually cooled down and, in the end, she was just pressing her lips against his.

Tears rolled down her cheeks silently.

She sniffed and straightened up, pulling herself from him, “Peter, do you love me?”

She was choking and her voice was coarse, but she was still longing for his true answer.

Peter looked complicated and rubbed her hair, “Stop it now, I’ll send you home.”

“You don’t love me, you don’t love me, right?” Theresa took a step back and smiled sarcastically, “I’ll go home by myself.”

She wiped off the tears on her cheeks and ran out of the lounge.

Bang.

The door was closed again.

The man stopped frowning and loosened his tie, “Are you done watching? You still don’t wanna come out?”

Peter was standing in the lounge alone but he was talking to someone.

Clearly, he had found that Adriana was in the closet.

Adriana bit her lips and held her phone with both of her hands. She kept her eyes closed and frowned, afraid to open the closet door.

She swore she didn’t mean to hide in here.

And she didn’t want to peep into Tessa and Peter’s privacy.

The closet door opened.

The lights suddenly shed into the dark closet.

Adriana was hiding in the corner with her eyes wide open. Her heart was pounding out of control and she was petrified by the grim look on his face.

“I…I…”

Peter didn’t say anything but stared at her with his cold eyes, which scared her so much that she didn’t even dare to breathe. She had to explain, “I didn’t do it in purpose…”

“Really? Then you did do it on purpose.”

The man leaned against the wardrobe with his arms around his chest, staring at her.

Adriana shook her head like crazy.

She puckered her lips and hesitated for a second, “Tessa is your fiancé. You shouldn’t treat her like that.”

Before this happened, she didn’t know the relationship between Tessa and Peter would be so awkward. Today she happened to know their secret.

“Huh, really?”

The man smirked and grabbed her collar to pull her into his arms, “You’re a woman who slept with her best friend’s husband. Who are you to say this? Why are you pretending to be a saint?”

Speaking of which, he asked, “You’re the one who begged me to keep this secret and said that you would leave Waverly. And this is what you’ve got me? Huh?”

Reminded by Peter, Adriana finally remembered why she came.

She pushed Peter away and said angrily, “Yeah, I did plan to leave Waverly, but now I’m not going to do that because you don’t deserve Tessa!”

“It’s not your call whether I deserve her or not!” Peter narrowed his eyes, “Adriana, I’m warning you, you’d better stay out of this, or else I’ll make you pay for it.”

“No! Way!”

Adriana pointed on his chest as she uttered each word.

But just as she finished that sentence, the door of the lounge was pushed open, “Peter…”

At the same time, Peter suddenly grabbed on the door knob of the closet and closed it.

And Adriana groaned deeply in the closet.

“What are you doing?”

Theresa seemed to notice something and suspiciously peeped at the closet.

Peter pointed at the AirPods in his ears and said, “Nothing. I was on the phone. Why did you come back?”

“I…I forgot my shoes,” Theresa looked down, “I’m sorry. I was being rude. I shouldn’t have force you to do that.”

“Mmm.”

The man hummed and walked aside to put the high heels in front of her, “You can’t rush things Ike this.”

Theresa was moved by his gesture of getting her the shoes. She smiled and nodded, “Okay. I’ll follow your lead.”

Peter patted her on the head and said, “Let’s go. I’ll walk you out.”

“No need. I’ll walk myself out. You just focus on your work now,” Theresa read the room and left, shutting the door behind her.

But the second the door closed, her warm smile went cold and cruel. She left unwillingly.

Hearing the sound of high heels disappear, Peter said wryly, “Get out of there right now.”

The door didn’t move at all.

The man became impatient and walked up to open the door, only to see Adriana squatted in the corner. Her face went pale and she was sweating heavily. She was covering her left hand and she looked like she was in a lot of pain.

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He asked her that question and he remembered how he jammed on her finger when he suddenly slammed the door.

At that time, he didn’t notice that because Theresa suddenly barged in.

He reached out his hand to help her step out. Adriana took a step back and keep her distance.

Bang…

Due to their argument, the file bag Adriana was holding around her wrist fell to the floor, spilling out all the papers and photos.

In the photos, Peter was having sex with another woman.

They all fixed their eyes on the photo at the same time, and then looked up at each other.

“You don’t deserve to love Tessa!”

“Who let you get involved with this?”

…

“What? You don’t dare to admit what you’ve done? Peter, shame on you. You raped a girl and now she’s pregnant. But you forced her to get abortion. Her parents wanted justice and you left them with no choice but to die. How ruthless and shameless can you be, you animal!”