The president's seventh bride

Chapter 9: Bad-mouth

The setting sun emitting soft light, neither intense nor dazzling, it was quite warm.

Alicia returned home after finishing her work at school. The large living room being empty, she went

upstairs directly, pushed open the door of Carlos' bedroom, and walked straight to her secret room.

Suddenly she stopped halfway and glanced to the right, being quite speechless.

Carlos actually had someone change the bed, which was a white one with black bedding yesterday.

Today it had been replaced with a black one with white bedding. She walked around the bed for three NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

times, without being able to wrap her head around why he hated women to such an extent...

Even if she touched his bed, couldn't he just change the bedding? Was it necessary to change the bed

too? No wonder that he was much more likely to be divorced for being so hard to live with.

Alicia heaved a sigh, and turned into her secret room. After changing her professional attire, she went

downstairs again and saw Aurora, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room. In a flash of wit, she

thought that since Aurora was a straightforward person, maybe she could learn something about

Carlos from her.

"Aurora."

She called softly, and Aurora, who was immersing herself in her mobile phone, looked up and replied

sweetly, "Yes, Alicia."

"Where's Mom?"

"She went to the Imperial Mountain," Aurora bantered with her, "To thank God for blessing her with a

good daughter-in-law."

Alicia gave a shy smile, and sat down beside her. After looking around to make sure there was nobody

else at home, she said, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure, what's it?"

Aurora was really a pushover.

"Why does your brother get married and divorced frequently?"

"Well..."

Aurora sighed, "Why did each new wife of my brother like to ask this question, and they all asked me?"

Alicia felt a little embarrassed.

"I said nothing to all of them before, but since you asked, I'll tell you a little bit, because I like you."

She looked out the door and said in a low voice, "In fact, the reason is that my brother almost has no

passion for women. He's also quite picky in many daily details. As time went by, even an affluent life

cannot prevent them from leaving."

Alicia couldn't agree more with her on this point.

"He never let a woman stay in our house for three months. Either she takes the initiative to leave, or he

will try to force her to leave. Do you know how mean he is? His fourth wife stayed in our house for two

months, but when she left, he didn't even know her name. Alas, he really worries my parents a lot ..."

"But why did he do this? Is there something wrong with his..."

"With his brain, right? I feel the same way."

"Is it really true that..."

Alicia covered her mouth in surprise. Although she knew there must be a reason, the idea never struck

her mind.

"It's not what you think. Actually..."

"Aurora, is this how you bad-mouth me behind my back?"

Suddenly a ghostly voice of questioning came from behind, with the two women being stiff and

dumbfounded. Alicia only felt as if her heart had skipped a beat. Actually she didn't like gossip so

much, but she did that unwittingly out of curiosity.

Aurora approached her blankly, and whispered to her, "The only thing that my brother cannot bear the

most is 'betrayal'. I betrayed my brother because of you, so he is definitely exasperated, and the

consequences will be severe. Alicia, I'll leave this to you."

After saying that, she ran away quickly...