EX-husband Groveling to Me

Chapter 723 Am I Going To Do Anything?

Chapter 723 Am I going to do anything?

It rained for quite a long time, and Izabella was almost done with the pasta before it let up.

Victor was on the phone to Marcus in the small living room. He was telling Marcus that there was a

rainstorm today and he would have to be in the city tomorrow.

With that said, Izabella brought out an old umbrella.

Victor gave her a look and put his phone down, "Where to?"

"I'm going to buy some food from the granny next door."

"I'll stay with you."

Izabella smiled and shook her head, "No need Victor, it's next door, just call me from inside the

courtyard."

With that, she had opened her umbrella and ran out.

Victor frowned a little and watched her back for half a second before picking up the phone again and

putting it to his ear, "Back tomorrow afternoon, Izabella has to go see her grandmother's grave." Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

When Marcus heard Victor's words, he didn't mention anything more about having the driver come and

pick them up: "I see, then you guys be safe."

"Hmm."

With Victor by Izabella's side, Marcus is still quite at ease.

Hanging up the phone, Victor got up and walked out.

It was still raining outside, and he pulled the switch of the tungsten lamp aside and found that the lamp

was actually still good and still lit.

When Izabella arrived at the neighbor's house, two elderly people were watching TV inside the house.

The grandmother was quite surprised to see Izabella: "Izabella?"

"It's me, Grandma! I came back to see Grandma today and wanted to come over to buy some food

from you."

In villages like theirs, vendors come in their carts every morning to sell pork.

The rest is what the family has, but like the meat, they can't eat much a year.

The grandmother is a bit deaf, Izabella speaks in a low voice, but fortunately the grandmother's partner

heard clearly, in the grandmother is still "ah ah ah" when the old grandfather has come out with a

vegetable basket, which contains several eggs, some vegetables and two cucumbers, the top put a

piece of pork: "They ask if you have any food, not yet dinner! "People ask you if you have anything to

eat, have not eaten dinner! You are still here ah ah ah, Izabella are hungry!"

The old grandfather said and handed the basket directly to Izabella: "Go back and cook and eat, don't

be hungry."

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Izabella thin-skinned, see the situation know that the old grandfather will not accept money, she also

did not mention the matter of money, holding the basket with an umbrella back, planning to return the

basket tomorrow when the money pressed in the basket.

She carried the basket, turned to leave, and was halfway there when she realized that her yard light

was on.

Izabella was stunned for a moment, the hand holding the umbrella loosened, and the umbrella slanted

down to the side, hitting her directly on the head.

The pain brought her back to her senses and Izabella came back to reality, remembering that Victor

was inside the house.

She lifted her head, held back her tears, repositioned her umbrella and headed for her yard.

When she used to come back from town on weekends, her grandmother used to sit at the door with the

yard open like this and wait for her.

Unfortunately, that was only before, and her grandmother would never wait for her again.

Izabella pushed open the barricaded door, and sure enough, she saw Victor standing in the doorway.

She smiled a little, "Grandpa gave me quite a bit to eat, so I'll go make dinner."

Izabella said, people have walked to the eaves, she put down the basket in her hands, want to put

away the umbrella, Victor has raised his hand to take the umbrella in her hands.

Izabella looked at him for a moment and leaned down to pick the basket back up, "So I'm going in to

cook?"

The firewood inside the kitchen had been piled up for a long time, dry and brittle, and Izabella soon

started a fire.

The so-called kitchen is actually a cooking place built out of tin in the backyard.

Victor stood by the back door, the tungsten light yellow, reflecting on Izabella's face, with the light from

the firewood, the girl's cheeks look white and red like beautiful.

"Do I have to do anything?"

Izabella just made a fire, suddenly heard Victor this, she looked back, found Victor did not know when

out, she looked at him, blinked: "I do on it, Victor you go play the game ... "

After saying that, she suddenly remembered another problem: "But we have a bad signal here."

Victor saw the two cucumbers inside that vegetable basket: "Do you want to peel them?"

Izabella nodded, and Victor went straight over, grabbed a pocket knife, and sharpened it on the side.

Seeing this, Izabella didn't say anything else.

It was getting late, and she had to hurry to get the meal made.

Izabella was in charge at the age of seven or eight, and a dinner was nothing to her.

After the two had dinner, Izabella dug out her old junior high school uniform and planned to wear it for

the night.

Anyway, in this weather, the clothes will be dry in the morning.

Just Victor ...

She hesitated a little: "Victor, there's nothing in the house that you can wear."

"Don't mind me, you sleep first."

Izabella was really tired today, she took a quick shower and went into her room and quickly fell asleep.

The door was hidden, and Victor sat inside the small living room for a while until 11 p. m., when he

went to take a cold shower.

He didn't change his clothes, and because of this, Victor didn't sleep much almost all night.

Until after 4:00 a. m., he was so sleepy that he unknowingly fell asleep.

When Izabella woke up, she found Victor lying on the one-meter-long wide wooden bench inside the

small living room.

Victor, who is about 5'8", sleeps on it, with his arms and legs curled up.

Izabella rinsed her mouth with salt water, took the basket of vegetables and put fifty pieces in the

basket and returned it to the mother-in-law next door.

Victor was already awake when he returned and was sitting on a bench with his hand against his

temple, squinting, a face a little cold.

"Victor, good morning."

Victor didn't sleep well, didn't look at her, and just responded, "Hmm."

Izabella gave him another look before she then cooked the noodles.

She saved two eggs from her mother-in-law yesterday and they are just ready to be fried today.

Victor smelled the scent and got up to wash his face and rinse his mouth.

The two ate their noodles and Izabella took down the clothes she had washed last night and changed

them: "Victor, wait for me here while I go to the mountains to see Grandma."

Victor just finished his noodles, "I'll walk you up."

"I know the mountain well, just wait for me here."

Victor looked up at her, "I'll walk you up."

Izabella was embarrassed and had to nod, "Okay."

The two locked the door and headed to the back of the hill.

Izabella could not afford a cemetery, and after her grandmother was cremated, she had to be buried in

the back of the hill.

The back of the mountain she often went up as a child, closed her eyes to know how the road to go.

The two walked for over an hour before Izabella found the place where her grandmother was buried.

Victor wisely walked away, leaving room for Izabella.