"Who is he?", The Lord Mayor rolled up his sleeves, without the demeanour of high-class social elites. He walked back and forth, looking from time to time to the silent Mrs. Vivian sitting on the edge of the bed. If the servant hadn't told him today that the physiological belt had not run out, he wouldn't have known it!

Physiological belt is a long cotton cloth strip, filled with some easily absorbable substances, is a small thing for women during the physiological period. The poor are relatively simple to use. They are just strips. After use, they can be washed and dried. They can be put away and used again next time. But for a family like the mayor, this kind of thing is consumables, and the maid will bring in new physiology every month according to the time booked.

But this time, the maid found that last month's physiological belt was put in the drawer. She knew that Mrs. Vivian might be pregnant, so she excitedly told the housekeeper the news. The servants at home are actually a little worried. At the age of the mayor and Mrs. Vivian, there are no offspring. It is a terrible thing for the servants at home, which means that one of them cannot complete the continuation of the bloodline surname. Great cause, the harm to the family is devastating.

If the owner is older and unable to give birth to offspring, these servants will start to think about another way out. Instead of hanged on a tree, waiting for the property to be recovered by the family after the old master's old death, these people were expelled by the family.

So the pregnancy of the hostess is definitely a joy to all the people in the family.

But the problem is ... The seed in Mrs. Vivian's belly is not the mayor's.

When the housekeeper told Peter this happy news and congratulated him, there was the above scene.

Peter's cold eyes were filled with raging anger. He knew that Mrs. Vivian had found some little men outside for fun, but he didn't care much. As early as when he met Mrs. Vivian, his ultimate goal was not love, but interest. He could allow Mrs. Vivian's love, or she could fool around, all of which was the result of deceiving Mrs. Vivian.

He is like himself, and there are several mistresses outside, and even he has guessed about himself, who is the one who cannot give birth to offspring. So this further exacerbated his indulgence towards Mrs. Vivian, but one thing, Mrs. Vivian should not have affection with anyone, let alone be pregnant. This was intolerable and impossible to forgive.

He pressed his hand on the pure gold belt buckle, unbuttoned it, slowly pulled the belt off his waist, rolled his arms, and exposed the tip of the tip. Even though he was going crazy, he still kept the most basic reason. He knew that Mrs. Vivian could not be hurt too much, let alone killed her alive. Regardless of the old thing lying on the bed, it can live for several years, but at least while he is alive, the mayor must bow his head to the authority in his hands.

He waved his arm vigorously, and the leather belt blew on Mrs. Vivian's arm with wind pressure and whistling sound in the air, and a blood stain appeared on the skin exposed to the air, and it quickly became swollen.

"Bitch, tell me who did it! Otherwise, I will never make you feel better today!", Peter trembled slightly when he spoke, but he well controlled his violent emotions without yelling, and It was a low gnashing his teeth and screaming. He waved the belt again vigorously, and drew it fiercely on Mrs. Vivian's body. With a slam, the belt bent over when she touched Mrs. Vivian's shoulder, and struck her back.

Peter rushed in anger and ripped off Mrs. Vivian's clothes, clenching her teeth, her eyes flashing fiercely, and waving her belt madly again and again.

I don't know how long past, Mrs. Vivian was covered with blood on her body, and panting while lying on the ground, Peter's anger was converged a lot. He flung off the already deformed belt, put down his sleeves, fixed his shirt, glanced at Mrs. Vivian on the ground, and pushed away. When the door was about to be closed, the voice of the mayor was heard.

"I will find that guy, even if you don't say a word!"

After a vent of rage and destruction, the mayor felt much better. He walked to the restaurant and sat down. The steward brought him a glass of fruit wine and put three ice cubes. He hooked his fingers and the steward bent down, listening to his instructions.

多少 "How many people know about his wife's pregnancy?"

The indifferent tone and the ruthless look of the Lord Mayor made the steward heartbeat, he whispered, "Three maids and a servant girl knew the news. I told them not to pass it on for the time being, and to discuss it after the news was confirmed. No later. "

"Good job!", The mayor pointed to the housekeeper, took a red fruit from the fruit plate on the coffee table and threw it into the mouth, biting it hard. The cold juice and the sweet and sour taste stimulated his taste buds. Some red juice like blood splashed out of his mouth and fell on the transparent coffee table. "Take these people away, pay attention to quietness, I don't want to Hear anyone talking about this again, understand? "

The steward jumped in his heart. Although it was not clear why there was such an instruction, as a steward, he decided to faithfully carry out the task given by the master.

"Called his wife's driver ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ I have something to ask him." The adult mayor waved his hand, but the steward left behind. Although some mercy flashed in his eyes, he was soon replaced by fortitude.

After a while, the full-time driver of Mrs. Vivian stood in front of the mayor with some agitation. Although he was a full-time driver of Mrs. Vivian, he rarely had the opportunity to meet the mayor. The two are husbands and wives, but rarely act in concert. He bowed his head uneasily, saying "Master Mayor".

Peter lifted his leg. The "activity" just made him feel an unprecedented sense of relaxation. At this moment, a smile appeared on his face. "Where has Mrs. Vivian been going most often?"

The driver didn't dare to lie. He stood here and felt that he was almost out of breath. How dare he lie?

夫人 "Mrs. often goes to Delir Art Museum recently, and she often buys some paintings or artworks to come back."

Lord Mayor, a man who knows this man, knew him from the first day he arrived in Tener City. He had friends over the capital, and Delir had some personal problems there, and was kicked out. He had to end up in a small city like Tener to live by selling some so-called "art works". Mrs. Vivian got a lot of things back from him. Some of the mayors and adults also asked people to read them, and finally came to the "worthless" comment.

However, it seems that Mrs. Vivian is very passionate about art, and at the same time she held a noble tea party with Delier. He opened his eyes and closed his eyes. No matter how much money he spent, it was not his. He doesn't need to be distressed for those money that is not his own.

But Delil ... no, not him!

Lord Mayor Gao looked up and said, "If you go and invite Delil, just say I invite him to be a guest, and go now!"