My Sweet Lawyer Wife

Knock-knock-

Adriana knocked on the door, in a reminder to her.

Sandra drifted back to her senses and inclined her head to look over, a little surprised to see Adriana enter, “What are you doing here?”

“Come over here … to discuss something with you.”

Adriana walked in and closed the door of the compartment behind her.

Walking to the sofa and sitting down, Sandra politely poured a glass of water for Adriana.

Taking the plain water from Sandra, Adriana said, “Thank you.”

Sandra didn’t say anything, taking the remote control and turning off the TV, sitting beside her, “Go ahead, what do you want from me?”

In her mind, Adriana generally did not like to associate with her, and was even disgusted with her.

When you come here on purpose today, it must be something important.

“Sandra, do you … hate Theresa?”

She asked as she took a sip of water and set the glass down.

Sandra’s expression froze and her eyes flashed, “What are you … asking about this for?”

“Actually, I am not interested in this matter at all, what I want to know is whether you have let go of the hatred you once had.”

She really wanted to know these things, otherwise Adriana wasn’t sure Sandra would be comfortable marrying Prince Motril.

“You’re so smart to ask such a brainless question. Although I can’t find Theresa now and I can’t contact her, but she is the one who ruined everything for me, how can I forgive her?”

When Sandra mentioned Theresa, her facial expression was a bit grim, and her pupils had a stern look in them.

This shows that she really hates Theresa.

The kind of hatred into the bones.

“Yeah, I really shouldn’t ask such brainless questions. However, there is something I would like to ask your opinion on now.”

Adriana looked up at her.

“Say it.”

Sandra spread her hands, “With me you can make yourself at home, it makes me a little uncomfortable.”

Now it’s Obren’s territory, and everything is theirs to say.

She doesn’t even speak English, so how is she going to survive at Obren?

“As you know, you had the exact same face as me after your initial plastic surgery. I know you’re a smart person, and although I don’t know what you chose to go back to Raylanfor in the first place, it must have been for a purpose. Whether you want to be with Raylan or you are thinking about his money, there are better options for you now.”

Adriana said succinctly: “You should have seen Celine after coming to Obren, and know that Celine is going to marry Prince Motril. But she doesn’t want to marry Prince Motril. So now you have a chance …”

That’s all, Adriana didn’t go on.

Even though she didn’t have to say it clearly, Sandra should have known what she meant.

“Me?”

Sandra was taken aback and reached out to point at herself, “You mean for me to marry Prince Motril?”

She waved her hand repeatedly, “If it was in China, I would definitely be willing, but this I refuse. You have to know that I can’t even speak English, so if you let me marry him, I’ll be exposed in minutes?”

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She felt that it would really be the greatest danger if she married the prince.

“We have considered the problem you mentioned. Since you don’t need to marry the prince right now, you just need to meet now, and we have ways for you to get familiar with him. The most professional teacher will be hired for you later, and you will learn English non-stop every day, which will allow you to learn in the fastest time.”

The other aspects Adriana doesn’t care at all, as long as Sandra doesn’t really refuse.

Simply because she did not know English, she felt there was no reason to worry.

“I … I …”

Sandra shook her head.

Originally, Adriana thought Sandra would agree without hesitation, but who would have thought that she would refuse, very firmly.

It was really unexpected for Adriana.

She hesitated for a moment, confused and uncomprehending, and asked, “Why? I’d love to know the reason.”

Adriana watched Sandra, not waiting for a reply.

Instead, Sandra stood up, walked outside to the balcony, looked out and said, “Why do you think I chose to come back? You are right, I like Raylan’s money, power and influence. But …”

She turned back and said from a great distance, “It’s Raylan I like better.”

Yes, it’s Raylan.

“In your minds, I, Sandra, may be a gold-digging woman, but I also have my own principles. I know that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, and besides, I’m not interested in Prince Motril.”

If she had a choice, she would prefer to stay with Raylan.

Her answer really surprised Adriana.

Adriana’s mood was a bit complicated, picking up the water on the table and taking a sip. Sighed, “Sandra, you have to be clear, is that you stay by Raylan’s side, he does not have any feelings for you.”

“I know.”

Sandra was unapologetic, “But so what? It’s my business if I like Raylan, and it has nothing to do with whether he agrees with me or not. I just want to stay by his side. If he kicks me out, I’ll leave too, but as long as I can see him from afar.”

Suddenly firm, without hesitation, she rejects the choice Adriana gives her.

Such a Sandra makes Adriana feel strange.

I can only say that time can change a person, but also can change Sandra, otherwise Sandra will not be so infatuated with Raylan.

“You should know that following Raylan will not lead to marriage. But if you marry Prince Motril, you have a great future ahead of you. You will be the Motril princess, which is the dream of countless people.”

She continued to persuade Sandra.

Although it was a bit unkind to do so, it was the best place and choice for Sandra.

Because nothing will come of her staying with Raylan.

“No need to persuade, I will not agree to it. Unless … someone holds a knife to my neck. And that someone, or Raylan!”

To put it bluntly, if Raylan had forced her to go, she might have had no choice but to do so.

Adriana gripped the crystal glass, drained it, put it down, got up and left.

Down the stairs, out of the off-shore building, and strolled around the courtyard alone.

It took a while to get back to the main building.

When they entered the living room, both Raylan and Peter’s eyes fell on her.

“How’s that? You …”

Raylan was a little impatient to know the result, but halfway through the sentence, he saw Adriana’s drooping face and knew he had failed.

“Why?” He was incredulous.

Adriana shrugged and smiled helplessly, “It’s better if you ask yourself.”

There are some things that she is too embarrassed to say.

Although Adriana does not say, Raylan is not a fool, he knows very well why.

But all along, he thought Sandra was living a very understanding life, but he thought too much.