[Tess of the D'Urbervilles] Concubine Wan Gui counterattacks the doormat

Anne Gray was a famous widow.

Her late husband, Mr. William Gray, was a legendary businessman who appeared in London as if overnight.No one knows how he made his fortune, and some even suspect that he was a pirate before, but in any case, this outsider in his 30s, with his long-term vision and excellent management methods, has always been highly regarded. Approved by top Londoners.What's more, Earl Harrison married his little daughter Anne to this extraordinary man, but unfortunately, this beautiful little girl was left by her husband due to tuberculosis in the second year of becoming Mrs. Gray. He didn't even have time to distribute his huge inheritance, so with Earl Harrison's efforts, the wealth smoothly became the property of his daughter. Of course, this was only on the surface.All in all, as long as Mrs. Gray does not remarry, she and her greedy father can continue to enjoy the huge fortune left by her short-lived husband.

Mrs. Gray's refusal to remarry does not mean she is willing to keep her own place.On the contrary, her beauty and wealth attracted a large number of playboys to surround her, and she never refused.Hence, her fame came from this.

When Alec woke up, it was already early in the morning the next day.

Mrs. Gray's apartment is on the busiest Regent Street in London.When the sky was not completely bright, the sound of the carriage "da da da" sounded one after another outside, and Alec woke up from this sound.

He was not fully awake yet, squinting his fluffy sleepy eyes and habitually reached out to embrace his wife next to him, but the strange thing was that today his wife's waist felt plump than usual. He rubbed the pillow and smelled a strong smell The smell of tangy German cologne.

"Honey, you today..." Before Alec could finish speaking, his heart beat faster because of the scene in front of him.

The pink lace pillow was not covered with his familiar long brown hair, but his unfamiliar golden curly hair!

He was so frightened that he lost all sleepiness, and many messy memories flashed through his mind.Roses, her face, carriages, messy clothes, and... passionate kisses.A strong sense of regret gradually welled up, occupying his entire mind.Would she...would she know what happened last night? If she knew...Alec didn't dare to think about it anymore.But there was a voice in his heart warning him that what he had to do now was to leave this place quickly.

So, he got up slowly, keeping his movements as light as possible so as not to disturb the unknown woman on the bed.After he got dressed, he tiptoed to the door. Just as he was about to reach out and turn the doorknob, a woman's voice with a smile came from behind him.

"Honey, are you going to leave like this?"

Alec's heart skipped a beat, and after a moment of silence, he slowly turned around and looked at the bed.

At this time, the woman was lying on her side, resting her head on her hands, looking at him playfully.

"Tell me, how much do you want?" Alec said, and the lines on his face gradually became cold and hard.

The woman froze for a moment, and then asked slyly, "Oh? Then how much can you give me, my handsome and charming sir."

Alec was already unwilling to waste another minute in this place. He touched his trouser pockets, fled all the coins he was carrying, threw them on the ground, and was about to open the door and leave.

The woman covered her mouth with a "hehe" and smiled, "Generous sir, I think you spent all your money on my labor last night, maybe you can only walk home, I believe you don't know, your coachman Already headed back."

Alec turned his head back suddenly, with disbelief in his eyes, "What did you say?"

The woman didn't intend to repeat her words anymore, she lay down again, covered her mouth and yawned softly, "Please close the door for me when you get out, thank you, oh and also, I think I'm prettier than your wife, Mr d'Urberville."

Alec stood still like a thunderbolt, and it took a long time to find his voice, "...she, has she been here?"

The woman seemed to be asleep, and there was no reaction at all.

Alec didn't know how long he stood there before he walked out step by step with heavy steps.

The sun was shining brightly outside, but everything seemed so gray to him.He seemed to have lost his soul, walking aimlessly.

"Hey——" the coachman pulled the reins, pulled the carriage, and glared at the man who broke in suddenly. His master opened the door and was about to curse, but when he saw the clothes on his body, he suddenly fell silent. up.

"Bypass him, let's keep going."

The carriage left with a "da da da" again, leaving behind a man who was devastated...

-

"Do you love this man in my arms? He seems to be very distressed by your indifference."

"If you don't have feelings for him, why are you so angry?"

"Are you...weeping?"

The carriage was staggering on the ridge, and Lisa looked at the woman who was sitting upright, holding the child with her eyes open, and hesitated to speak.

Silence continued to spread.

The carriage meandered along the lush green hillside, and when the sun rose to mid-air, it finally drove into the familiar d'Urberville estate.

The old lady d'Urberville's hand stroking the soft belly of the cock paused, and continued to caress slowly.

As if she didn't hear Groby's words just now, she murmured to herself, "Baby is in such a good condition today, I can hear its loud chirping before dawn."

Groby was silent for a moment, then said, "Yes, old lady."

The old lady d'Urberville kept stroking, but with Groby's familiar understanding of her, the old lady was already in a state of absent-mindedness at the moment.Finally, after a while, she spoke again, pretending to ask casually: "How does she look now?"

Groby pretended not to understand what she was referring to, and asked doubtfully, "Her?"

The old lady was furious, "Grobbie! You know who I'm talking about!"

Groby didn't continue joking, and replied seriously: "Yes, old lady, if you're talking about the one I thought of, oh, she doesn't look very good, at least not in my opinion."

The old lady fell silent again.

After a long time, she seemed to sigh helplessly, silently, and Groby wouldn't have noticed it if she hadn't been standing by her side.

"Stoke men...always..." Groby seemed to hear the old lady murmur.

After Wan Zhen'er fed the little guy the medicine, she hugged him and patted him so that he could fall asleep again.

The fever had subsided, but she didn't dare to take it lightly, she was still paying attention to the little guy for any discomfort.

The little guy's little hand grabbed his mother's clothes, his eyelids slowly slid down...sliding down...finally, his tightly clenched little hands slowly loosened, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Wan Zhen'er gently put the child into the crib, covered him with a thin quilt, and still sat quietly beside him, gradually fascinated.

"I was wrong, but you know I love you."

"Stop talking honey, I know, you are angry. But, what are you angry about? Duterte is just a woman from before, I swear, after we get married, no other woman will come into my eyes again, real."

"Oh, look, Auston is crying. He must know that mother is angry with father, so he is crying."

"Okay, don't be angry, I will never see them two again. In my heart, only you and Auston are the most important."

"let me go."

"No, I won't let it go."

"That's enough," she finally looked at him. For some reason, she blurted out hurtful words, "You're so dirty, really."

He seemed offended by her saying, "Ha! Ha! Ha! Yes, I'm dirty, but, Tess d'Urberville! You know how repulsive your temper is, if you want If you pissed me off, then congratulations, you succeeded!" After he finished speaking, seeing that she was still indifferent, it seemed that he couldn't take it anymore, paused, and slammed the door out.

Later, when she found him, he was lying in the arms of another woman.

She seemed to have no reason to be angry with him now, because he called her name from beginning to end.

The anger that was roaring in her heart because of his betrayal was extinguished for some reason, but what emerged spontaneously was a sense of sadness that gradually spread.

She seemed to have returned to the Ming Palace, standing outside the palace where Zhu Jianshen recruited his servants, listening to their laughter and play, but she was helpless.Zhu Jianshen has difficulties, because he is the emperor, he must have an heir under his knees, and he wants her to understand him; Alec also has difficulties, because he said she doesn't love him, he is tired, so he has to find other women to seek comfort.

Men... are they all like this?

She lowered her head, pressed her face against the child's, closed her eyes, and the crystal tears slowly fell down.

The night wind blew gently, and the torn letter paper was blown agitated, and finally, it left the desk and fell lightly to the ground.

Lisa stepped forward and bent down to pick up the letter paper. She had no intention of peeking at other people's letters, but there was only one line on the paper, so she had to pay attention.

"...Back to me..."

It's Alec's letter.Holding the letter, Lisa looked up at the lady who was sitting on the sofa not far away and was wiping the sweat of Oston who was playing, and she was full of emotions for a while.

What a weird couple.The man who made a mistake did not dare to face his wife, so he had to write letters every day to confess his mistakes, while the woman seemed to restrain all her emotions after that night, and only when facing her child, would she show a trace of her feelings. Silky smile.

They just got along so calmly, which made her very tangled.

Maybe, they need a little push between them.Lisa thought so, she folded the letter again, pressed it with a pen, and went out again silently.

The wind continued to blow, the pen rolled slowly, and the pressed letter paper was blown away again, and the fragile paper made a "chuck -" sound, which attracted the attention of the hostess not far away.But the indifferent hostess just glanced at it lightly, and continued to look down on her child.

The letter paper was weakly blown by the wind, and fell into an unknown corner.

Total darkness.