Miss Star, spoiled by her father and brother

Chapter 125 Obsession

Mrs. Seaforth took a thick hooded cloak and put it on, and Xu Weiwei was also wrapped in it. She took another cloak and handed it to her good friend.

"Why are we wearing this?" Mrs. Wolfhard asked in confusion as she put it on.

"Because it's cold outside. Weiss should have taken her to the back of the villa. He wouldn't be alone with another woman in a deserted corner, but he also didn't want so many people to see him standing with that woman."

Mrs. Wolfhard was impressed: "You really know him."

The two of them got dressed and were about to go out. Before leaving, Mrs. Seaforth glanced at the men's coats on the rack, grabbed one and put it under her arm.

There is a mountain behind the villa, and a thin stream in front of the mountain. The water is so thin that it is almost invisible now, but it will be very obvious in summer. Standing on the second floor of the villa and looking back, you can see a silver water belt. It is a typical beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers.

There was a long distance between the back hill and the villa, and they didn't waste it. They opened a garden near the villa and planted some cold-resistant species. There was a large lawn at the back, with some trees planted around it, some of which had grown so thick that five people could hug them.

The garden near the villa was where Sifos brought Hena. Of course, there were few flowers blooming now and the scenery was average.

It was the coldest time of the year and the woman was still wearing a skirt made of very little fabric. She shivered almost the moment she came out.

Sifos was not warm either, but at least he was wearing a suit, a shirt, a vest and a coat, with three layers of fabric. In addition, he often participated in morning training in the army, so this temperature was nothing to him.

"If you want to say something, please say it quickly. I don't want anyone to see it and misunderstand it, especially my wife."

Hena's lips turned purple from the cold, but the man opposite her not only showed no sympathy, but also said words that pierced her heart.

"I'm so cold, can you give me your coat?" Hena hugged her shoulders, shivering slightly, her round and full breasts squeezed together, making her look like a seductive water fairy, charming and pitiful, which could easily arouse a man's desire to protect her.

But standing in front of her was Sifos, a married man who loved his wife very much.

"What should I wear if I give it to you? I'm cold too."

"That's just right. If you feel cold, just say it quickly and then go in early." Sifos said without any emotion.

Hena froze, her pretentious attitude relaxed, and she forced a smile, "I thought you would at least show some gentlemanliness."

Sifos did not respond, but urged again: "What do you want to say? I don't think I have anything to say to you. If you really have nothing to do, I will go in."

"Don't!" Hena grabbed Sifos' arm in desperation, but was quickly thrown away.

Sifos warned with a sharp look in his eyes: "It's okay to talk, but Miss Marin, please respect yourself and don't make a move."

He didn't even want to call her name, for fear of having any connection with her. In the end, he was afraid that his wife would misunderstand him. Look, what a good man, but he is not hers.

Why, she had given so much, but in the end he didn't even want to look at her. His tenderness, patience and love were all given to another woman. Hena was so jealous that her nails dug deep into the flesh of her palm.

Seeing Sifos' increasingly impatient expression, Hena could only rack her brains to think of an excuse to make him stay and see him more.

He was still as handsome as before, his whole body full of hormones. Every rise and fall of his muscles and bones, every depression made her dizzy. She wished she could sacrifice herself to him and be conquered.

Sifos listened patiently for a while, and finally had enough of her illogical speech. He knew that this woman still had evil intentions towards him, and she asked him out because she still wanted him. If he was not afraid that she would go crazy and ruin her daughter's birthday, he would never agree to her wishes.

As Sifos was about to leave, Hena quickly took a step forward to block him.

"Weiss, you know what I feel. I called you out today just because I missed you so much. You disappeared for a year, and I really wanted to see you. I have liked you for fourteen years, and I don't want to destroy your family. I just hope you can look back at me and show me some pity."

"Otherwise I really won't be able to hold on, I'll go crazy..."

"Has Miss Marin encountered any difficulties?"

Hearing the voice behind her, Hena turned around immediately, hiding her fragile posture. She was no longer afraid of the cold, and straightened her back as much as possible, returning to her calm and noble appearance, with her neck stretched out like a proud swan.

"Dear!" Siphos called out anxiously, fearing that his wife would misunderstand.

Mrs. Seaforth came over, handed the coat in her hand to Seaforth and asked him to put it on, then helped him to straighten it with one hand.

Xu Weiwei looked at him and thought to herself, "Oh no! This will affect my mother's performance." At this time, I should just walk over and put my father's coat on his shoulders with both hands to maximize his killing power.

Hena watched everything, jealousy rising. It was this woman who stole Weiss from him. Now there was another little bitch who looked just like her. Hena's eyes fell on Xu Weiwei.

How many people would it take to occupy his attention? If it was her and Weiss's child, it would definitely be much cuter than this little bitch.

After watching her husband get dressed, Mrs. Seaforth turned to face Hena with a generous and decent smile on her face: "I just heard Miss Marin say that she 'can't hold on'. If you are not feeling well, you should go to the hospital for a check-up as soon as possible. Only the right medicine can solve the problem."

"If you keep putting off treatment when a problem occurs and letting the disease develop, your body and mind will not be able to bear it."

With a breath of depression stuck in her chest, Hena reluctantly said, "Thank you Miss Tina for reminding me. I know my own body well."

"Why are you saying so much to her? Let's go inside, dear. It's too cold outside." Sifos said, putting his arm around his lover's shoulders.

Mrs. Seaforth nodded to Hena, said "Excuse me", and left.

Looking at their receding backs, Hena no longer had to hide her anger. Her chest heaved violently, and her eyes seemed to be poisoned as she stared at Mrs. Seaforth.

Xu Weiwei looked back at this time, and was suddenly met with her murderous eyes. She was stunned for a moment and then slowly shrank back into her mother's arms.

Mrs. Wolfhard beside her was muttering in dissatisfaction: "Everyone else calls her 'Mrs. Seaforth', but she still calls herself 'Miss Tina'. She's really deceiving herself, as if doing this can change anything..."