Rebirth of the Revenge Queen novel Chapter 79

With a sound, the cup fell to the ground. Tiffany suddenly stood up, "What did you say?"

"Madam, everything I said is true." Jeff sighed, "I can't invite this Miss Sally anymore."

"Trash!" Tiffany scolded Jeff before taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down, "Scram."

"Yes." Jeff nodded once before leaving in embarrassment.

Tiffany clenched her fists, and squinted slightly, Damn Sally, your wings are really hard, you actually started to get pretentious with an aunt like her!

Using sickness as an excuse was just a matter of waiting for her to personally ask for it.

Gritting his teeth, Tiffany comforted himself that the most important thing now was the bigger picture.

Thinking about it this way, Tiffany's face regained much of her color, "Men, prepare the carriage."

After bringing a few tonic items, Tiffany personally made a trip to the Paker Mansion to deliver some tonic and various words of sympathy, which was why Sally had agreed to be willing to cooperate with him.

He scolded Sally thoroughly dumbly, but on the surface, she still acted like a good aunt who cared for her. She let Sally rest well before leaving the Paker Mansion angrily.

After taking care of Emily, she would have plenty of ways to deal with him. After all, as Sally's aunt, she still had some authority over his marriage.

At that time, she would be waiting for Sally to beg her!

In the morning, it rained for an entire night, causing Emily, who was sitting in the room, to feel that the room which was usually a little damp was even more humid and uncomfortable today.

"Idiot, let's go to the living room for a while." After placing the book down on the table, Emily reached out and caressed Idiot's head.

"Woof." Idiot stood up with a face full of joy, as if he did not like the dampness in the room.

Emily slowly got up and supported herself against the wall as she carefully walked one step at a time. She now felt much better than before, her ankle was also swollen, and she even dared to move her right shoulder a little.

Idiot was like a loyal bodyguard beside Emily. It seemed that whenever Emily showed signs of falling down, she would immediately throw herself down and use Emily as her cushion. As she descended the stairs, she turned her head back step by step, being extremely careful.

"Don't worry, Idiot. I'm fine." Emily supported himself on the banister as he carefully walked down the stairs.

"Howl." Idiot let out a coquettish whisper from his throat.

After reaching the first floor, Emily sat on the sofa. The soft leather sofa made Emily feel that it was much more comfortable than reading in her room.

As she sat on the sofa, she lightly threw the playful tennis ball that she had brought out from the room, causing Idiot to run out to pick it up and give it to Emily. Emily alternated between the left and right hand.

While she was doing this simple recovery training, Idiot was also enjoying himself.

After playing for a while, Emily was a little tired. Idiot did not make a fuss and just laid quietly beside Emily's feet. Emily placed her right foot on Idiot's body. It felt quite comfortable.

Suddenly, a thought struck Emily and he said, "Idiot, go and bring me my book. Do you know what books are? The one I just read.