President’s Sweet Wife

Chapter 874 Get Suspicious

Queeny couldn’t help but chuckle.

But on second thought, she shook her head.

“No, you still have to have your own life. You’re here for a job. You can’t risk your life for a job.”

Her words silenced Ella.

In the night, the girl’s face was calm and cold, and her eyes were so dull that she seemed to care

nothing, which was a far cry from her usual lively and shy self.

Queeny, lying on her back with her eyes closed, did not notice anything unusual about her look.

She kept saying, “I still want you to have your own happiness. Find someone who likes you and you

like them, get married, have kids, and live a perfectly happy life. This is the happiest thing in a person’s

life.”

Ella looked at her and suddenly asked, “Is it really happy to live an ordinary life?”

Queeny raised her eyebrows, slightly opened one eye and said, “Of course.”

Ella curled her lips and said nothing.

Queeny closed her eyes and continued to enjoy her massage, saying: “Ella, you haven’t experienced

the extraordinary, so you don’t know how great and rare the ordinary is.”

“People like us who live in danger every day don’t know if there is a tomorrow for us. We may never

have the chance to enjoy the happiness that you have.”

“Every night, even though there’s a lot of security outside, my mind is always alert when I close my

eyes. I was afraid that if I didn't pay attention, someone would pounce on me and wipe my throat.”

“People, after all, are afraid of death. Even after all these years, I can’t say I’ve lost sight of life and

death. Who wants to die young if they can live?”

“But it’s because we don’t want to die, because we’re afraid of death, that people like us live in fear

every day and every night.”

“And if fear takes over most of your life, then the wealth and status you have will not bring you much

happiness.”

“Ella, I really want you to be happy. Don’t be like me. I had a chance, but I blew it, and I didn’t know

where to go in the end.”

Her voice trailed off as she spoke. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Ella continued to massage her gently. The oils on her fingertips gave off a faint, pleasant scent that

seemed to come from a long way away and made her feel relaxed and just wanted to get drunk in it.

She looked down at the woman in front of her.

She seemed asleep and lay there with her eyes closed.

She took off her guard and looked so thin, just like an ordinary girl, like a gentle and harmless angel.

Angel…

She muttered the words to herself, and suddenly felt ironic.

She remembered that long ago, in the afternoon when Queeny was most thirsty, she had brought her

plum soup to relieve the heat without her asking. That was how she pinched her face and said she

really was her little angel.

But was there an angel like her?

For some reason, her eyes suddenly turned red, and her eyes were full of sadness and pain.

Queeny woke up half an hour later.

When she woke, the stars were all over her head, and the lake wind was blowing on her face and body,

cool and pleasant.

She was somehow covered with a thin blanket. She turned her head and Ella was gone.

She picked up her phone, checked the time, and realized that more than an hour had passed since she

had been lying there.

Her heart grew cold, and she frowned gently.

What was wrong with her?

Why did she fall asleep so soon when she was wide awake just now?

Queeny sat up, frowning.

Just then, Ella came out of the room and saw her wake up. She cried out in surprise and hurried over.

“Miss Horton, are you awake?”

Queeny nodded and stood up, clutching her hair as she asked, “How did I fall asleep again?”

Ella took the blanket from her hands and smiled as she packed up. “Maybe you are really tired. I was

just getting my massage stuff in, and I was hoping to get out soon, but then you woke up.”

Queeny did not speak.

After seeing Ella put everything away, she followed her into the house.

It was very late by this time.

Ella ran the bath for her. She took her clothes, walked in, looked at the bathtub with some flower petals,

and suddenly turned around and asked, “Ella, what was that massage oil you just used on me?”

Ella stared up at her and smiled, “It’s a bottle of Flowers Oil that I refined by myself.”

“Can you show it to me?”

Queeny asked. After a pause, she explained, “I feel it’s quite useful. I’ll try it on Felix someday. He has

had trouble sleeping at night since his injury.”

Ella did not have any abnormal look on her face. She still smiled and said, “Okay, I will get it now.”

Queeny nodded before turning and walking into the bathroom.

When she came out of the shower, Ella had already brought that bottle of oil.

She handed it to her and said, “This bottle is new and unopened. Please give it to Mr. Bissel to try.”

With a sheepish smile, she said, “But I refined it all myself. This is an old method I learned in the

country at home, and it may not be very pure, I wonder if Mr. Bissel would like it.”

Queeny forced a smile. “He’ll love it.”

Ella smiled and then said, “That’s good.”

Queeny nodded. Seeing that it was getting late, she let her go to bed, and she herself was ready for

bed.

After Ella left, she lay quietly on the bed alone.

Because of the moonlight and the stars, she kept the window open.

Late at night, there was a lake wind blowing in, adding a trace of cool. She could see stars as she

looked over the bed.

Queeny turned on the lamp, took out the bottle of essential oil and looked at it in the light.

It was an ordinary bottle of essential oil. At least from the outside.

She scowled slightly.

Two massages, and both times she fell asleep unawares.

Was it really a coincidence? Was she just too tired, or too comfortable?

Queeny didn’t know either.

But at this time, she must be careful.

She whipped out her phone and sent Felix a message.

Felix was upstairs in the bedroom.