My Sweet Second Marriage (Eudora and Amos)

Chapter 1152

As Eddison's wife, she could actually ask who Sierra was at the moment, but she eventually stayed silent. “Let's get in the car!"

When they walked to the car, Eddison opened the car door for her.

She shook her head, saying, "It's okay, you can go and attend your lecture. | can go back by myself."

He repeated, "Get in the car!"

Rachel no longer insisted. Since she was a child, Bianca had been teaching her that as a refined lady, she should always be her husband's support and take care of their children wholeheartedly. In particular, she shouldn't argue with her husband.

When a disagreement arose, she should respect her husband's decision.

In fact, there was once a time when she questioned that idea. However, later onwards, she gradually accepted that ideal. It was not until Eddison had sent Rachel back to the apartment that he went to the lecture.

However, Rachel had a strange feeling in her heart. Nevertheless, she was in no mood to dwell on it.

It was because she had to start applying for her further studies.

The reason she had come abroad was not solely because she wanted to keep Eddison company. She had always wanted to pursue further studies in design.

The university that Eddison was in at the moment was quite renowned for its art and design courses. Therefore, her family had also arranged for her to study there. However, they had not asked for her opinion before they did so.

As soon as Rachel arrived home, the assistant sent over the application form and all the necessary documents. She started preparing for her application. It was already dark when Naomi woke up.

After she came to her senses, she felt that the back of her neck was in pain. Only then did she remember what had happened before. Subsequently, she got up in a hurry.

She turned on the bedside lamp, and she noticed that she was in Culver's house in Greene City. Moreover, she was in the room she had been staying in previously. That was why she could recognize it at first sight. It turned out that Culver had instructed his bodyguards to knock her out and bring her back to the place.

Naomi subconsciously stood up and wanted to leave. Unexpectedly, there was someone blocking her way as soon as she opened the door.

It was a woman, who was in her forties, and her face was unfamiliar to Naomi. She was wearing a business suit and she didn't seem friendly at all.

There were a few suited men standing still behind her. Hearing the sound of the opening door, they all turned around simultaneously and looked at Naomi. Naomi got a fright. "It's already late at night. Why are you all standing here instead of sleeping?" she asked.

The woman introduced herself, "Hello, Miss Naomi. My name is Winnie Clarke, and I'm the butler of this villa from now on. You can be rest assured that I'll take care of you. Now, are you hungry? I'll ask the servants to prepare supper for you immediately.”

Naomi was furious, "Are you sure you're taking care of me? | think you're just here to keep watch on me, aren't you? You're up heer in the middle of the night, because you're afraid I'll run away, right?”

Winnie didn't retort at all as Naomi continued her rant. After Naomi finished speaking, Winnie smiled. She asked, "Miss, what kind of supper do you like?"

Naomi was at a loss for words.

It seemed that Winnie had taken no notice of her indignation.

Naomi was infuriated by her attitude.

She was neither submissive nor compliant. If they were willing to enter into negotiations with her, maybe she would become softhearted. However, they were disregarding her need for freedom, causing her to feel oppressed. Hence, she resolved to fight her way out.

Without answering Winnie's words, she bumped into her shoulder and directly walked out of the bedroom. Several bodyguards behind Winnie came up and surrounded Naomi. "Miss, please stay here."

In the afternoon, she had been knocked out successfully by them because she had lowered her guard. At the moment, she was watchful and she wouldn't let the same move work twice.

Upon hearing that, she rubbed her wrists and waved her hand at them contemptuously. "Come on, I'll fight you all at once."

There was silence in the corridor.

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They just stood there and none of them made a move.

Naomi frowned, "What do you all want? If you don't start the fight, then I'm going to do it!" After that, she went straight up and punched the person in front of her.

These bodyguards were all well trained, hence their skills were refined. She had been caught off guard in the afternoon that day, thus she showed them no mercy.

What she didn't expect was that the man failed to fight back.

Naomi's punch landed firmly on his face.

He took half a step back and stabilised his body before looking back at her.

Naomi was mystified, "Why didn't you fight back?"

The man remained quiet.

Naomi gritted her teeth and said, "You guys don't want to talk, right? I'll continue then. Let's see if my punches can make you talk!"

Then, she threw a punch at another man. It was just that she held back a little this time, and her punch was lighter. As expected, the other man did not fight back either.

Naomi was flummoxed as she asked, "What are you guys doing? You don't want to fight me, do you? Well, I'll leave then!" However, the man stepped forward again to stop her.

Naomi was speechless as she said, "You don't want to fight me, yet

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Winnie finally said, "Miss, Save your strength. They won't fight back! cou were punishe yMireOSen fol?

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Upon hearing that, Naomi took a careful look at the bodyguards. Indeed, she saw that there seemed to be some bruises and scars on their faces.

Culver knew that she was softhearted and that she would not make things difficult for these bodyguards. What a despicable, shameless human being! She couldn't help cursing Culver in her mind.

"Where's Culver? Why is he asking the bodyguards to block me here while he himself is hiding? If he is a true man, he should come out and fight me one-on-one. Whoever wins will make the call!"

Winnie shook her head and replied, "Mr. Olsen has fallen asleep."

“How dare he sleep while he locks me away in this house? You're not going to call him, are you? I'll call him myself then! Culver, show yourself!"

Winnie hurriedly dissuaded her from shouting, "Miss, please don't make so much noise here." Naomi didn't care. She was about to shout again when she heard a man’s voice say, "Just let her shout!" It was none other than Culver.

It seemed that he was really sleeping just then. He had just gotten out of bed. He was wearing a pair of dark gray silk pajamas, and his hair was disheveled.

Winnie quickly stepped aside and said, "Sir, I'm a to have woken you up!" "It's alri yayjathoan det ole pyraasedn I" Hearing that, Winnie cast a glance at Naomi before she looked back at Culver and nodded. Please read the original content at .

"Yes, sir!" Naomi became a little flustered somehow, "I've called you out for a one-on-one fight, so why did you ask them to leave?"

Culver smirked and said, "No reason! Aren't you going to fight me one-on-one? Now, it's just the two of us. How do you want to do this?"

Naomi was at a loss for words.

She was left alone with a man in pajamas in the corridor. Something felt off to her.