Ex-Husband Goes Money Comes By Yvone Zabielski Chapter 108
Chapter 108 I Am the Master
So, this was all that she had done in three years?
Ondo didn’t know what to say.
He knew Whitney was harsh to her daughter-inw. Could it be that Whitney fired the servants in the
vi and handed all the household chores to her?
At that time, every time he went home from work, he saw that the house was clean and the food was
steaming, and he never cared about the details.
Because he was mad at Nash for forcing him to marry Vi, he always chose to ignore her. When
Ondo was in a bad mood, he would mock her…
Vi noticed he was lost in thought and waved her hand in front of his eyes before continuing.
“However, you’d better be mentally prepared. If you want it to be one year instead of three years, the
things you need to do will double.”
Ondo shook his head and sneered.
She wouldn’t suffer any losses.
Vi walked in front and didn’t pay attention to his expression. She thought of something and said, “Oh
right, 1 forgot to buy the washing machine. You will dry the clothes with your hands. Some clothes are
made of different materials. Split them up. Don’t make a mistake.”
Ondo stared at her back and mercilessly exposed herme excuse.
“You will buy a washing machine? When I transferred the house to you, I remember a woman named
Rayna was busy and changed the furniture and appliances in the house.”
After being exposed, Vi turned around and gave him a cold nce, not intending to hide it.
Yes, she deliberately gave the washing machine to the welfare home.
The children in the welfare home needed washing machines more than he did.
The two silently entered the hall.
Vi groped around the wall for a bit, and with the movement of muscle memory, she turned on the
lights instantly.
The living room was bright, and the house was still the original structure, but the furniture and the
matching style were not the same ck and white.
Vi walked directly to the kitchen, while Ondo followed her quietly.
Coming to the kitchen, she lookout a thick book from the storage cab and handed it to Ondo.
“This is a cookbook in the future, you have to follow the instructions in the book. Every meal should
have meat, vegetable, and soup. But it can’t be the same dishes every day.”
Ondo took it and flipped through it.
He didn’t object, and vi looked at the time. It was already half past eight. She hadn’t eaten dinner
yet,
“Let’s start cooking tonight when it’s done, call me. If you sleep in the room tonight, you can choose a
room on the second floor, not the third floor.”
After that, she went upstairs to the study. She had a lot of work to do.
Ondo watched her figure disappear into the stairwell and finally rxed. It hurt so much that he
arched his back and held the table to barely stand.
The blood on his white shirt liad long dried up and stuck to the wound. He was unable to tear it ofl.
After he soaked the shirt with liot water, he used a towel to warm it for a few minutes before separating
the shirt and flesh bit by bit.
In order to avoid being discovered by Vi, he quickly took off his shirt and washed the blood clean.
Normally, he could almost wring his clothes dry. Today, because he had been injected with the
medicine, he was so tired that he could only wring the shirt half dry.
He had no choice but to put on the wel shirt that was barely dripping and put on the dark suit jacket. If
one did not look carefully, he would not notice anything out of the ordinary.
After doing all this, he felt he had exhausted all his strength and was extremely tired.
This special medicine was indeed powerful
It had taken up more than half an hour before Ondo started cooking. He had to grit his teeth and
start studying recipes.
He opened the refrigerator and saw there were all kinds of vegetables and meat. They were all the
freshest.
It was obvious that she nned everything today.
Ondo’s eyes darkened, but no one knew what he was thinking
In the study upstairs, Vi sat in front of theputer.
She was concentrated.
The female talent show that she created was in its third season, and it was still popr.
As for her friend from the welfare house, Sherlyn, shie had gone back to continue recording after
recovering froin her injuries. Sherlyn did not seem to be affected and quickly got into her stride. She
had always been in the top fifteen. If there was no ident, she should be able to enter the finals.
It seemed everything was going in the right direction.
After getting the updates on the talent show, Vi called Aisha who was at the family house.
“I arranged for them to wipe the floor tonight. Alisha was very loud and cursed you, so I locked them up
in the basement again. Is there a problem with what I did?”
“No,” Vi said in all seriousness. “Since they’ve be servants, you should restrain them ording
to the request of the servants. If they don’t listen, you can punish them liowever you want. But there’s
one thing. Discipline the male Servants in the family house. They can’t have dirty thoughts!”
“Yes, Ms. Zurnthior, don’t worry. I’ll handle it well…”
Aisha was making promises. The window was not closed, Vi suddenly smelled a burning scent in
the air.
It seemed to be…ing from downstairs,
Vi hung up the phone in horror and ran downstairs, only to see the kitchen full of smoke.
Ondo coughed as he tried to fan away the smoke.
“I asked you to make a meal. Are you going to burn the house?” Vi was disappointed.
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She covered her nose and entered the kitchen, turned off the fire on the stove, and opened the exhaust
fan.
After a long while, the choking smell almost dispersed.
She pointed at something in the pot that had been burned ck like charcoal and asked, “What is
this?”
“Braised pork ribs,” Ondo replied honestly.
Vi nced at it again. It was hard to look at.
“Did you put a pound of soy sauce? And it was burnt. Even the recipe couldn’t save you. How bad a
cook are you?”
Ondo expressed his innocence, “I made it ording to the recipe. It says it should be stewed with a
small fire for an hour and a half. I thought it was too slow and turned up the heat, thus…”
“Thus the disaster, right?”
He did not speak
Why did it feel like she wasn’t just talking about this dish, but also mocking him?
“Are you nning to let me eat this for dinner?” Vi siglied.
“I also cooked a side dish.”
“Where’s the food?”
Ondo led her to the table.
Although the side dish looked in and nd, the color was normal, and the heat should be fine. It
should be edible.
Alright, she had to make do.
Noticing she wanted to have a taste, Ondo pulled the dining chair for her and went to the kitchen to
get a bowl and a fork
Vi looked at him strangely as he walked in and out.
An hour ago, he had felt humiliated because he had to work, but he adapted so quickly?
Ondo, who finally finished, stood quietly to the side, extremely obedient.
So attentive?
Vi felt something was ofl.
As she trud to pick up a vegetable leal, she caughita glimpse of an imperceptible glimmer in his eyes.
There was a problem
She frowned and brought the vegetable leaf to her mouth, intending to eat.
Ondo raised his eyebrows slightly as if looking forward to it.
However, when she looked over, he regained his cold expression.
“You eat first,” Vi said as she put down her fork
“I don’t dare,” Ondo lowered his leid.
Although his head was lowered, his attitude was not respectful. So, I was just an act.
She smiled slyly and looked at him with sharp eyes.
“Now, in this vi, I am the master and you are the servant, so ihis is an order, Come here now! Sit
down!”