Wife is a Lawyer

Chapter 1484 I want to hold you

Back in the study, Ricardo immediately said, "The Andrews family won't agree to do 'perjury' and we

can't save the wife."

Edward raised his hand and gestured for Ricardo not to speak.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets and paced around the study, his brow furrowed in thought.

"No. ......"

"What's not right?" Ricardo couldn't figure it out.

"Vivian won't kill himself."

Edward remembers meeting Vivian at the prison a few days ago and Vivian saying 'let him give the

child to Adriana, or to the orphanage, and when she gets out she'll go get it and bring it home'.

She and Isabel have developed feelings for each other, and would never want to commit suicide at this

time.

So ......

Someone is counting on Vivian.

Edward figured out the matter, and Ricardo, reminded by him, slapped his leg with a sudden

realization, "Oh, I see. This is Andrew's brothers behind the scenes?"

Thinking about it, there seems to be only this one possibility.

Edward's face chilled, his hand clenched slightly in a fist and slammed heavily on the table, "Damn it."

"Mr. Henderson, so what do we do now?"

Ricardo asked.

His question is the biggest problem in Edward's mind at this moment.

Being in Motril and having offended The Andrewe family, who have a very powerful background.

Vivian's current situation is just a warning from The Andrewe family.

So, they are determined to deal with Vivian.

"I think we can get in touch with Mr. Alston, he should be able to help."

Ricardo came up with a way to solve Edward's problems.

At that, Edward looked up at him and picked up his cell phone to call Peter to contact him, but finally

slowly put it down again.

"Mr. Henderson, why don't you fight?"

Ricardo looked a little anxious.

"Adriana's matter is in a mess, big brother has no time to divide." Edward sat sideways on the corner of

the table, despondently lit up a cigarette and took a big puff.

Ricardo knew Edward was the kind of person who would never bother anyone if he could.

But the current situation is urgent, can not be half hesitation.

He immediately took out his cell phone and made a call to Peter.

"Doodle doo ......"

The phone rang a few times, and within a few moments it was answered and he said, "Mr. Alston, it's

Ricardo."

"Well, what is it?"

"Here's the thing, Vivian she ......" On the phone, Ricardo gave a brief account of the relationship

between Vivian and Andrew.

Edward looked at Ricardo with his fingers squeezing his cigarette, and was actually a little nervous.

" Are you saying Vivian didn't commit suicide, but was a warning from the Andrews family?" Peter

asked.

Ricardo nodded, "Nine out of ten."

"Good. Give the phone to Edward."

"Okay, Mr. Alston," Ricardo said as he walked over to Edward and handed him the phone.

Edward took the phone and placed it next to his ear, "Big brother, I'm giving you trouble."

"Shut up, what trouble or no trouble. Don't treat me like a brother anymore, Ricardo if you don't call me,

are you still going to hide it?"

Peter knows that Edward is a person with high self-esteem and will never ask for help until he has to.

"I ......"

Edward dropped his head in frustration, his thin lips exhaled a wisp of light smoke, sighed and did not

speak.

"Leave it to me, don't worry about it."

Peter hung up the phone and made a call directly to the old king of Motril.

By virtue of the relationship between his father and the old king, the old king very readily agreed to

Peter's request.

Three hours later, Edward and Ricardo both waited for Vivian outside the prison.

But a few days have not seen, Vivian fragrance lost, slim look let people look at heartache. Especially

the white face became waxy and haggard, like the symptoms of malnutrition.

She was wearing the same set of clothes she had been wearing when she entered prison that day,

while carrying in her hands all the clothes Edward had given her.

The moment he saw her walk out, Edward took three steps forward and wrapped Vivian in his arms,

"Vivian, I've made you suffer."

Edward held the woman tightly into his arms and hugged her when he felt how thin the woman really

was.

The skin and bone like body makes his heart ache.

Snuggled in Edward's arms, feeling the familiar smell coming to the surface, everything seems like a

dream and becomes so unreal.

A few hours ago, she was in jail and being beaten by several women with rubber sticks, and now she is

out.

Edward hugged her for a moment, let go of Vivian, clasped his hands on her shoulders and looked

down at her, "Vivian, I ......"

"Hiss ......"

He accidentally touched the place where Vivian had been hurt, and she winced in pain.

Edward's brow knitted and his stern gaze fell on her arm, "What's wrong here?"

"No, it's fine."

Vivian shook her head.

Edward grabbed her clothes, the collar was gently pulled aside, the fragrant shoulders leaked out, but

no wounds could be seen.

He took away the package Vivian was carrying and threw it to Ricardo, and carefully lifted Vivian's arm

and examined it on the left and right, without seeing any obvious wounds.

Only the forehead, which was wrapped with a piece of white gauze.

At that time, Vivian 'suicide', this is the evidence left behind.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine."

Vivian brushed Edward's hand away and took a step back, looking at him with a little more strangeness

in her eyes.

Then it was that strange gaze that deeply burned Edward's heart.

The man's body was stunned and stood frozen in place, not knowing what to say.

"Where's Isabel and her?"

Vivian did not dare to look directly at Edward's gaze, lowered her head, her eyes fell on the tip of her

shoes, and asked weakly.

"Isabel is waiting for you at home."

He stepped forward and approached Vivian.

Vivian seemed to be not quite used to Edward's proximity, and subconsciously backed up, who

unexpectedly took her hand, dragged her into his arms, leaned down, and directly held her in his arms.

Her body suddenly lifted into the air, Vivian was startled, wrapped her arms around Edward's neck and

let out a soft cry, "Ah ......"

"Don't worry, I won't let you fall off. Hold on tight."

Although Vivian subconsciously reached out and wrapped his arms around Edward's neck, the man

could not hold back his heart's joy.

He did not say so, but after saying it, Vivian's face reddened, a blush on the cheeks haloed open.

"Put me down, I ...... can walk by myself."

She patted his chest gently, signaling for Edward to put him down.

Edward's lips were slightly hooked on one side, and his smile swept away, "I just want to hold you."

Edward didn't know how many times he had dreamed of this moment in his dreams.

Vivian was uncomfortable with Edward's closeness, her hands involuntarily clenched slightly, "I really

want to go by myself, let go."

Her attitude suddenly became tough.

Edward looked at the woman in his arms, his gaze slightly stunned, and eventually did not put down

Vivian, but walked towards the limousine.