Ugly Wife Of Blind Man

The Part 44

"Victor, I've cut him off a few pieces. While not as good as a professional chef, try a little. I'm sure it tastes good."

Chelsea put the cake on Victor's side of the hand. When he saw her ugly face, he slightly moved away and looked away.

Victor turned to look at Valerie. "Valerie, this woman wants me to try her cake. Do you agree?"

Valerie was flabbergasted at Victor's question. Because he was annoyed with Chelsea before, he was a little happy to see Chelsea's embarrassed face when Victor said that.

But he said calm. "Victor, it's up to you. I have no right to control you."

Valerie's beautiful eyes turned to Chealsea who collapsed from her gentle smile. There was a little provocation in his tone. "In addition, Miss Chelsea has spent a lot of time making cakes for you. You can eat it freely."

From the start looking at Chelsea, of course Valerie knows her deep temperament. Outside it looked graceful, gentle, but she was just pretending. He expressed a lot of comments there opinion, but basically he told Victor that he had bad intentions. Valerie is not stupid like Valerie before, she certainly knows the purpose of Chelsea.

Valerie's eyes narrowed, did this woman like her husband?

Otherwise, why would he be so diligent in visiting Victor and making cakes for him? Although he likes to pretend in front of him, but he is very good to Victor. Valerie pouting. He feels annoyed if someone disturbs his calm

"I don't want to eat it." Victor was cold. Valerie cheered in heart. He just wanted to say, You're dead!

"Because it's not as good as a professional chef, why should I eat a product ya g fail." Victor frowned in disdain. He looked towards Valerie. "I'm just gonna eat the cake Valerie made."

Chelsea's face paled. He looked at Victor in disbelief. Although he felt Victor's personality could not be predicted, but he always felt special for Victor. After all, for a long time there was no woman closest to Victor other than him. Of course, Valere was just a sudden accident. At the moment Victor mocked him straightforwardly and compared him to Valerie, Chelsea were so embarrassed and felt at a disadvantage.

Chelsea gritted her teeth. Looking at Valerie's radiant face full of smiles, she only felt a sharp pain in her palm due to her tightening fists.

"I know that I don't make it better, but if you say it frankly, it hurts a lot." Chelsea smiled sadly. "I'm usually busy practicing dancing, but lately I've taken the time to learn how to make the cake you like. Even though my skills aren't as good as Valerie's, I'm going to learn even better until the cakes I make have more flavor variants. Would you try it."

Victor sneering. "Do you not have ears? I told you, I'm just gonna eat Valerie's cake."

Chelsea's face was getting pale. Tears gradually welled up in his eyes. Staring at Victor's face with half of his scar, he was only annoyed and sad.

The atmosphere of the pavilion was instantly silent. After a while, Chelsea's miserable voice sounded. "alright. Then I'll go first."

Resisting the hatred in his eyes, Chelsea smiled forcefully. "No. Looks like if I'm here I'll bother you."

Of course it's very disturbing! Valerie held back the remark from coming out of her own mouth.

Chelsea were leaving, but Valerie stopped him again. "Navy ...."

"Just throw it away" he said with churning teeth. He did not look and walked away.

Valerie looked at her back away. It was great to see the drama. He laughed without being able to hold it.

"What are you laughing at?" asked Victor with raised eyebrows. He only felt his laughter was pleasant so his mood instantly improved.

"Ah, no, no. I just feel like that woman is so funny. You've made him sad, Victor. Looks like she's crying because your words are too telling."

His tone sounded happy even though his speech was concerned. Victor raised the corner of his mouth and said lazily. "Boring."

Lucher stared at the cake while sucking his saliva out. His gaze was fixed on the cake, but since his father did not eat, he himself did not eat.

Valerie who saw him chuckle. "Do you want the cake?"

Lucher looked up and looked at Valerie hesitantly. "Dad didn't eat it ...."

Valerie glanced at Victor. He smiled and rubbed Lucher's head. "It's okay. If you want to eat it, just eat it."

Lucher's eyes sparkled. "Can?"

"of course. It's very dear to throw away."

Lucher ate it immediately with his enthusiasm. Looking at the smudging cream around her mouth, Valerie chuckled in anxiety. "Is it good?"

Lucher's big eyes blinked looking at him. "It's not as good as the cake you make."