The president's seventh bride

Carlos looked at the scene in horror. He didn't expect that Alicia actually smashed the glass of the car with her hands. How much pain should she endure to smash such glass? Just like what he saw now, her hands were dripping with blood. Because he was too shocked, he stood motionless by the car door. He didn't react until Alicia got out of the car with a pale face and walked indifferently past him. He grabbed her arm, "Your hands were seriously injured. Where do you want to go? Get in the car. I have to take you to the hospital to get treat."

She turned her head and looked at him with an unprecedented coldness in her eyes. Even though she was already very weak, she still exerted her last strength to shake off his hand.

What she refused was also his overdue kindness.

Alicia stepped on the weak light and walked towards the front entrance of the villa. Her thin figure was like a fragment of leaf, swaying alone in the wind.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly turned around and asked sadly, "Is it really okay? Seeing me being molested by them, does it really not matter at all? You really never thought that the woman being molested is your wife? Have you never thought that even if you don't love her, you can't let others bully her?"

Carlos didn't answer. Alicia laughed at herself. She was already awkward like this. What else did she want this man to say?

Going upstairs blankly, entering the room blankly, sitting on the bed blankly, staring at the ground blankly, she was thinking, 'In fact, her sucky life can be a little suckier.'

Carlos stood in front of Alicia's room. After hesitating for a long time, he walked in. But Alicia didn't wait for him to speak, she already drove him out, "I don't want to say anything now. Get out."

Looking at her injured hands, he put the medicine box in his hand on the ground. He was trying to say something. His mouth opened, but finally he couldn't say anything.

His throat seemed to be stuck with something. The word "sorry" was stuck in it. Finally, he had to give up. He silently turned around and closed the door for her.

After a long time, he heard a hysterical cry. The crying was grieved and extremely sad. It was like the pain which had accumulated in her heart for many years could no longer be restrained...

Carlos clearly saw the other Alicia through the gap of the sliding door. She was no longer as calm and strong as before. She was like a child who got hurt and just wanted to vent right now. Getting hurt was not terrible. The terrible thing was why she always got hurt inexplicable.

Whether it was physical hurt or emotional hurt.

Alicia had wanted to cry like this for a long time, but she always endured it because she was afraid that she would not be strong after she cried. The life of drifting form place to place was so sad. Even crying was a luxury for her.

Carlos stared at the gap of just a few centimeters intently. His shock feeling was beyond words. If he didn't see the scene with his own eyes, how could he have imagined that the woman would be so sad and desperate?

His heart seemed to be stung severely. It ached.

This night was destined to be heavy. Alicia cried for a long time. Carlos also stood outside her room for a long time.

When it was light, she came out of the room with her hands getting bandaged with gauze. She walked out haggardly. "Are you feeling better?"

Carlos asked in a hoarse voice, looking at her with a little more guilt.

Alicia walked past him as if she didn't see him. She did not answer his questions either. She was not an arrogant person, but the person who was asking her never cared about her.

When she left Cloud Mansion, there was a vast expanse of whiteness outside. She turned her head and glanced at the large villa surrounded by the mist of morning light. For the first time, she deeply realized that the life in a wealthy family was not as good as she imagined.

The injured hands. The red and swollen eyes. She couldn't let others see these except Carlos. Because the others in this family except him cared about her.

She didn't want to let those people who cared about her worry about her. But for those who were indifferent to her, she didn't care.

She went to a nearby hospital and got her hands bandaged again. Then she took a taxi to her friend's house. She rang the doorbell. Ellie was eating breakfast. Suddenly seeing Alicia, she was shocked, "Oh my god, what's going on?"

Alicia shook her head weakly, "It's okay." Then she walked straight to the bedroom.

"It's okay? Look at you, it's really okay? Tell me honestly, did Carlos abuse you?"

Ellie kept following Alicia behind. She had to know what happened.

"Please help me ask for three days off. I will live here these three days."

Alicia didn't want to mention the matter of last night. Now she just wanted to sleep well, and then drove away all the unpleasant experiences.

Seeing that Alicia really didn't want to say it and looked tired, Ellie didn't have the heart to ask again. She went out of the room to make a cup of hot milk for Alicia and then brought it in, "Drink it and then go to bed. Even if the life is unhappy, there is no need to torture your body." "Thank you..."

Alicia glanced at her friend gratefully and took the milk. While she was drinking the milk, she said to Ellie, "Don't tell anyone that I am here."

"Then what should I say? Noah will definitely ask me."

As long as it came to Noah, Ellie always looked so sad.

"Just say I'm going to travel."

"In fact, you don't have to get yourself wronged like this. Noah can help you..."

"Fine, don't say too much. You can go to work."

Alicia interrupted her and lay down sideways.

Ellie stared at Alicia's back and sighed for a long time before turning to leave.

Because of the silent treatment between Carlos and his father, Carlos didn't go home until ten o'clock in the evening. When he arrived in the room upstairs, the first thing he did was to come in front of the landscape painting and knocked on the door behind the painting, "May I come in?" There was no response for a long time, so he opened the door directly, only to find that there was no one in the room.

Where did she go? Frowning slightly, he took out the phone from his pocket. After hesitating for a few seconds, he dialed Alicia's phone number, "Sorry, the phone you dialed is turned off. Please call again later..." Was her phone turned off too?

Carlos was a little lost. After walking back and forth in the room a few times, he finally decided to leave her alone. Anyway, she hated him.

Then he went into the bathroom to take a shower. Standing under the shower, he felt inexplicably bad, irritable, anxious and restless. Thinking of the woman's cold eyes last night, he felt even more annoyed... Aurora was playing a game in her room. The door was knocked. She shouted without looking back, "Come in."

Carlos pushed the door open. Walking to his sister's computer desk, he pretended to ask casually, "Where did Alicia go tonight?"

"I don't know..."

Staring at the computer screen, Aurora's hands were tapping quickly on the keyboard. Her answer was casual.

"Who did you lie to? Where did she go?"

He didn't believe his sister's words at all. With the importance of that woman in this family, if she didn't come back at this time, Aurora must know clearly where she was going. Otherwise, everyone would be worried about her. "I said I don't know..."

The answer made him very annoyed. He raised his eyebrows, "Alex..."

"She's going to travel."

This trick worked best. When it came to Alex, Aurora didn't play games anymore. She was sitting straightly and was looking at her brother.

"Traveling?"

Carlos felt unbelievable. She went out without any luggage in the morning. It was not like to go to travel.

"Yes, Alicia called back in the afternoon and said it personally."

"Where did she go for a trip?"

"I don't know."

"When will she be back?"

"I don't know."

"Who did she go with?"

"I don't know."

Carlos pinched her chubby face, and said angrily, "Why do you know nothing?"

What Aurora hated most was that others pinched her face. She was born with baby face. Although it did not affect her appearance and it even made her look very cute, she just hated it.

"Brother, can you figure it out, okay? Alicia is your wife. You don't know where your wife went, but you come to ask me. How could I know?!!"

Aurora put her hands on her waist and looked up at him angrily.

The next afternoon, after a night of struggle, Carlos drove to B Middle School. He parked the car under a locust tree, but didn't get off the car. Wearing sunglasses, he was staring firmly in the direction of the school gate exit.

At five o'clock exactly, as a crisp bell rang, the students came out. He waited for about ten minutes before he saw a familiar figure, not Alicia, but her good friend, Ellie.

"Miss Ellie, please wait a minute."

Carlos pushed the car door open to get off the car, calling out Ellie who was talking on the phone.

Ellie turned around and caught a glimpse of the person calling her. She was quite surprised and said to the phone, "I'll call you later." Then she hung up the phone in a hurry. She asked with some doubts, "Mr. Carlos, why are you here?" "That..." Carlos was a little bit embarrassed, "Alicia didn't come to school today?"

Ellie shrugged and answered calmly, "She went to travel. You didn't know?"

"Where to travel?"

"Sorry, I don't know."

Carlos frowned slightly. His sharp eyes looked at Ellie directly, as if examining the truth or falsehood of her words.

Being looked at by him, Ellie felt creepy. She said awkwardly, "If there is nothing else, I have to go. Bye."

"Well, bye."

He nodded. After Ellie turned and left, he got into the car. He did not drive away, but followed Ellie to where she lived.