Alvera,the Revenger,Married the Billionaire

Chapter 8: Turn Off The Light

Roland untied Alvera's bathrobe, but she shouted, "Turn off the light."

"Why? You're afraid that you'll lose interest when you see my face?" He asked.

"You might bedespise my body," she retorted. "I've been in prison, my body is dirty."

He frowned as he saw at the stubbornness and pride on her face.

"You worry too much," he said.

"We're husband and wife after all. I'm doing this for your sake, Mr Francois," she said, smiling brightly.

"Fine, as you wish." He turned off the light.

The room suddenly became dark.

She clutched the bed sheets tightly.

Roland did not see the fear on her face in the dark. He kissed her fiercely, punishing her weak body.

She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, enduring all this.

It was her who started the game, so she had no reason to regret this. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

She could remember everything that happened on that horrible night four years ago.

She dreamed of killing that man.

She was petrified.

Roland stopped suddenly and got up.

Alvera loosened her grip on the bedsheet.still petrified.

She was still petrified without any movements.

Roland lied on the other side of the bed, his eyes shining in the dark like a predator.

This woman... was so much like Andrina at that night four years ago.

There's no need to continue. He was right.

He could not forget the body that could ignite his.

He got up and left the room.

Alvera didn't know why he suddenly stopped, but she was relieved that she dodged that bullet.

...

The next morning, Roland opened the door to Alvera's room.

She suddenly sat up in shock and looked around cautiously, only to find that she was fine.

"Why are you so shocked?" Roland asked, surprised at her sudden reaction.

Alvera flipped her short hair over her shoulder casually. "It was just out of habit. I thought it was a

prison guard calling us to work."

She got out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

Roland frowned as he watched her turn her back towards him. "Why was she so proud of being in

prison?" he wondered.

"Bring the liver donor to the hospital at two o'clock this afternoon for a preoperative examination," he

said.

"Okay." Alvera smiled brightly.

He turned around and left angerly for not understanding her smile.

Alvera heard the sound of his car leaving outside the villa. She went over to the window, opened the

curtains and took a deep breath as she looked at the distant sea.

It was a beautiful, sunny day.

She went shopping alone and bought herself her favourite snacks.

She also bought a lot of stylish clothes, bags, and shoes.

In the afternoon, the housekeeper Samuel had found for her arrived.

She gave a cleaning brief to the housekeeper then went to the hospital.

Alvera, in a brand new white dress, arrived at the VIP room of the hospital with a bouquet of flowers.

She looked young and pretty.

She handed the bouquet to Andrina. "Andrina, I wish you a speedy recovery."

Andrina looked at her surprisedly.

Alvera was more beautiful than she was four years ago. There was a seductive charm in her eyes.

Thomas and Luna were both there.

Luna snatched away the flower and threw it on the ground.

"We don't need your flowers," she said coldly.

"That's fine. Some people don't deserve flowers," Alvera said.

Andrina clenched her fist. "Alvera, don't be so cocky. Do what you should do."

Alvera said nothing and just smiled.

The door of the ward opened again. It was Roland.

The disgusted expression on Andrina's face disappeared immediately and she changed a pitiful look.

"Alvera, I didn't mean that I don't like these flowers. You didn't have to vent your anger on them. It's a

pity to throw such beautiful flowers on the floor."

"Alvera, I know that you are in a bad mood," Luna said, her tone was also suddenly kind. "What's

wrong? You can be angry with me but her. She is too sick to bear these."

Alvera watched their hypocritical act apathetically.

Andrina smiled at the man by the door.

"Roland, you're here! Let me introduce. This is Alvera, I've talked about her before. We grew up

together, so she's like my sister!"