"Diana! You actually pushed Lillian down the stairs?" Mrs. Rosa pointed at Diana with trembling fingers from a distance, as if she wanted to poke her fingertips into her head.

All the members of the House of Howard lowered their heads, feeling so embarrassed that they had no place to hide.

Alaric looked at Diana playfully, but saw that the woman turned her gaze back as if she were watching a good show...

In the past, this woman would have stood there in a daze, at a loss, but now she looks like a monkey who doesn't mind a large crowd, and a spectator who doesn't mind a big commotion.

It's interesting.

Diana raised her eyebrows at him. Since Lillian's appearance, she had become more smug, and even her eyes seemed to be veiled by a faint halo.

The change in the expression could not escape Alaric's eyes, a glaring provocation that made him quickly realize that even Lillian was invited by this woman, and in the cold gaze, there was a hint of mystery.

"Mrs. Alaric, did you really push Miss Lillian down the stairs three days ago?"

"Is it really because of this prequel that you are getting divorced today?"

"Is the rumor about Mr. Alaric and Miss Lillian true?"

"Did you push Miss Lillian downstairs because you couldn't bear her?"

"So does the plan to have a baby just now count?"

"Create a baby? It's up to Mr. Alaric to decide." Diana curled her lips slightly and stared at Alaric provocatively as if to say:

[Alaric, in the face of your good heart, dare you say the word "make love"?]

To make love?

Lillian looks at Alaric in astonishment.

She had expected Alaric to look at her, at least to comfort her with his eyes.

However, from the moment he appeared until now, Alaric had been looking at that woman all along, and there was still a vague and indescribable ambiguity flowing in his eyes.

It was more like looking at a toy he was interested in.

Where did Alaric's aversion from looking at Diana go?

Isn't it a divorce?

The crowd is growing more and more suspicious.

Alaric, a little impatient, declared, "Mr. And Mrs. Alaric will have good news soon."

Whoosh --

One sentence drew a commotion.

The tricks of the big family are too deep. The reporters nodded in unison. It was clearly Mr. Alaric's ultimatum to them.

"All of you go back first. Mr. Alaric and the young lady will announce any good news as soon as possible."

The butler spoke, and the bodyguards, upon receiving the order, cleared the area immediately.

A persistent reporter asked as he withdrew, "Is this good news about the success of having a baby?" Or good news for divorce?"

No response.

The reporter was also quickly dragged out and probably never got a chance to speak.

Hearing the word "baby", Lillian looked as pale as death, like a wronged young wife, lowered her eyes and stood aside. Anyone who saw her felt a bit of pity.

Diana took a close look at Lillian's expression. One second she was ruthless and calculating, and the next she was innocent and pitiful. Her acting was simply amazing.

Just didn't expect her to talk about what happened three days ago in front of the media?

Sure enough, it didn't disappoint her.

"Lillian." Mrs. Rosa waved to Lillian.

Lillian gave Diana a vague glance, as if demonstrating, and then walked towards Mrs. Rosa.

"Help me back to my room."

Lillian knew there was something to say to her, so she obediently helped Mrs. Rosa up, gave Alaric a quiet glance before leaving, then immediately lowered her head, her heart pounding uneasily.

The reporter left, and so did Mrs. Rosa. Weston, knowing that this was not a place for them to stay for long, hurriedly pulled the others off.

The large kitchen was left with only the butler, the servants, Alaric and Diana.

The atmosphere was very strange.

"Bring the young lady back to the bedroom."

Alaric rolled his Adam's apple, staring at Diana, who had raised her cup unperturbed, and used the word "please", almost gritting his teeth.

The servants rushed forward in a hurry to catch Diana.

A glass was thrown at them, and the fragments of the glass flew and stopped them.

Diana suddenly turned her eyes to Alaric with a hint of dissatisfaction, then lifted her skirt, took off her shoes and stepped barefoot onto the table!

“……”

"Young lady, be careful, come down quickly, danger..."

Clang clang --

Highball glasses smashed at them, gilded European porcelain...

Suddenly a plate flew towards Alaric.

The servant exclaimed, "Master!" Be careful!"

Alaric turned his head slightly, and the plate brushed past his ear, fast and swift, clearly aiming for the fatal.

"Creating a baby? Hehe..." Diana's expression couldn't hide her regret as she bent down, picked up the porcelain plate at her feet and threw it at Alaric.

"Alaric, don't you even dare to divorce?"

She's angry!

She thought she had planned everything well, brought in her family, the media, and even the young girl prepared for him, and the divorce would be foolproof.

Unexpectedly, he gave birth to a child and easily turned the situation around, ruining all her plans!

"So you want a divorce?"

Diana paused as she threw the plate in her hand, and just as she nodded subconsciously, thinking Alaric was going to agree, she heard Alaric's voice: "Unfortunately, I don't think that way now."

Clang

A bottle of red wine hit Alaric at his feet and splashed on his shoes and trouser legs.

"Don't?" Contemptuously, Diana staggered to the end of the table near Alaric, looking down: "Isn't it that Mrs.Alaric has slept with me all night and developed feelings for me, you are in love with me..."

Ah --

Hardly had the words been spoken when exclamations of astonishment broke out.

The man, like a cheetah, suddenly and swiftly carried Diana, his prey, on his shoulder.

Diana exclaimed, struggled desperately, and her fists landed on the man's back again and again: "Alaric, divorce me! Or I'll make you regret it!"

Alaric raised his eyebrows with interest: "I'd love to see how you make me regret it."

Diana's face turned pale with a nonchalant tone, and she suddenly lowered her head, biting the butterfly bone on Alaric's back with a deep bite, and blood slowly seeped through the silk shirt.

The man remained unmoved, not even frowning, and threw the woman onto the bed in the bedroom.

"Alaric, you bastard!" Diana, cursing in pain, propped herself up, her V-neck wide open, and the spring light in the garden made the man's eyes burn even more fiercely.

The man unhurriedly unfastened the diamond buttons on his shirt.

He wasn't a greedy man, so the former Diana used all kinds of tricks to seduce him, and he was indifferent. In fact, even without her, he would have dealt with it by hand very rarely.

Now she resisted him like this, trying every possible way to get rid of him, like a prey trapped in a cage trying to escape, and it was quite amusing...

The bed sank, and the man was pressing down on her...

The woman frowned hard. No matter how stupid she was, she could guess what the man was trying to do!

The hand pressed hard against Alaric's chest. There was a disparity in strength between men and women, and it was obvious that brute force could not defeat him.

Her sense told her that she could only use words to outsmart him, so she softened a little and sarcastically said, "Mr. Alaric could not have really developed feelings for me? What exactly do you want?"

Want to provoke him?

Want a divorce?

No one can refuse him. Even if it's a divorce, it can only be announced by him.

Alaric heard the word "divorce" so frequently that he was inexplicably agitated: "I want to carry on the family line with you, Mr. And Mrs. Alaric, will you?"

The tone of inquiry, but not the slightest hint of seeking advice from others, is clearly conveying to her an important decision.

Apparently, whether she is willing or not is not the point.

Diana wanted to slap him right away, but her hand was held tightly and she could only stare at him: "Do you know what you look like now?"