Alvera,the Revenger,Married the Billionaire

Chapter 42: He Knew She Blamed Him

Roland turned and stared at Alvera as she left, his eyes narrowed in thought.

Andrina leaned onto him and buried her head in his chest, her arms wrapped around his waist, and

cried softly.

"It's all my fault. I should have stopped you from sending her to prison four years ago," she sobbed.

"Those four years in prison changed her. It's all my fault."

Roland frowned. Had she really changed because of the four years in prison?

If that was the case, then he was the main reason why she had changed.

"Roland, I'm so sorry for her. Every time I look her in the eyes, I see her hatred for the world. I think I

ruined her life."

Her life...

Roland's breathing became heavier as she spoke.

She had told him before that she hated him and she wanted to kill him.

Andrina sobbed piteously in his arms, but she was smiling under her tears.

She had to remind Roland how Alvera Earhart ended up like this.

They were enemies, and enemies never have happy endings together.

At lunch, Roland sat with the Earhart family at the main table, while Alvera was assigned at the friends

and family table beside them.

...

Alvera did not know anybody there, but no one paid attention to a nanny's daughter like her anyway.

...

In fact, most people thought that the Earhart family were very nice to allow a nanny's daughter to sit at

the relative table.

...

Some also thought that she was being arrogant.

Alvera focused on her food, not caring how other people thought of her.

During lunch, many people got up and went over to the main table to wish Luna a happy birthday while

trying to befriend Roland at the same time.

Some the relatives even urged Roland to get married with Andrina.

Alvera snorted disdainfully at these stunts.

...

She stood up and walked over to Luna. "Aunt Luna, happy birthday."

...

Luna's expression was chilly. "Thank you very much. You are considerate."

"I found something for you just now when I went to the backyard," Alvera said, pulling out an unfinished

tapestry from her bag.

...

The tapestry depicted Luna's likeness.

Out of superstition, she did not dispose of it even though she didn't like it.

"My mother made this for you as a birthday present four years ago. Unfortunately, she didn't manage to

live until your birthday," Alvera said, smiling. "Now, I give this to you on behalf of my mother."

...

Everyone in the Earhart family looked uncomfortable when she mentioned Shirley Miller.

Alvera smiled at them. "I'm done eating, so I'll head out on a walk. Enjoy your food!"

She left the hall.

Roland put down his cutlery and prepared to leave with her, but Thomas stopped him. "Roland, wait, let

me give you a toast. Thank you for coming today."

Roland glanced quickly at the door, picked up his glass, and returned the toast.

After the luncheon, everyone came to the courtyard to continue mingling.

Alvera was sitting alone by the pool when Luna walked towards her, her expression chilly.

Alvera smiled at her. "I see you have something to say."

"You b*tch."

She got up and faced her. "Aunt Luna, it's your birthday today. Why do you talk about yourself like

this?"

"You're as cheap as your mother. No, you're even cheaper than your mother. She tried and failed to

seduce Thomas, so I threw her out, but now you're back. Listen carefully, Roland will divorce you and

marry Andrina."

"I know he will, but by that time, you can have him if you want," Alvera replied calmly. "Your daughter

deserves a secondhand man."

Luna was furious, but she could not do anything to her with so many people around. She glared at

Alvera. "Don't be so smug."

...

Alvera looked at Roland, who was talking to some other guests not too far away.

Andrina stuck to his side like an annoying piece of chewed up gum.

She looked back at Luna. "So what if I'm smug? I'm Roland's lawful wife now, so I can tell the world

that your daughter is just a mistress if I want to."

"How dare you..."

Alvera smiled. "Are you challenging me?"

She raised her eyebrows and added, "I don't like being underestimated. I should prove myself."

She turned around and walked to the edge swimming pool and clapped loudly. "Everyone, please look

over here. I have something to..."

Luna stepped forward hastily to stop her. She grabbed her and tried to pull her away, but as soon as

she touched her, Alvera flew backwards and fell straight into the swimming pool.

...

The swimming pool was six and a half feet deep.

Alvera struggled in the water, calling for help.

Luna was completely stunned by the turn of events.

Several people gathered around the swimming pool, but no one went in to save her.

Roland was about to jump in when he was stopped by Andrina, "Roland, don't. Someone else will save

Alvera. If you go know, people will be suspicious."

His eyes turned cold. "Is this more important than a human life? Let go."

He shook off her hand and ran towards to pool, but before he could do anything else, a man appeared

from the crowd and dived into the pool.

...

He swam towards Alvera and pulled out.

Alvera was coughing persistantly as he fussed around her. "Cough out the water, Alvera, get it all out."

...

His voice was shrill as he patted her back.

As Alvera spat out the water in her lungs, he breathed a sign of relief.

Alvera leaned on him awkwardly, her breathing laboured and heavy.

She looked up and fixed her eyes on Roland, who was standing by the pool.

There was disappointment in her eyes.

Roland frowned. He felt as if something had been ripped out of his heart.

He knew she was blaming him.

Alvera gripped the man's hand and said, "Timothy, help me up."

The person who had saved her was Timothy, who had come to drop off Luna's birthday presents.

Normally, he would leave as soon as he was done, but this year, he had to show himself to save

Alvera.

He helped Alvera up and let her put her weight on him as she looked at Luna. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

"Why did you push me in, Aunt Luna?" she asked weakly. "I just wanted to sing a song for you."

When he heard this, Timothy said hesitantly, "Aunt Luna, you know Alvera almost drowned here when

she was younger. She's afraid of the water, you know that."

"Shut up. It wasn't me, I didn't push her. She fell in herself."

Alvera nodded and sighed helplessly. "Okay, I fell in myself. Timothy, can you... can you send me

home?"

"Alright." Timothy helped her up, and they left the mansion together slowly.

Roland prepared to leave as well, but Andrina followed him to the door and grabbed his hand, crying.

"Roland..."

...

Roland looked at her coldly. "Do you really feel sorry for Alvera?"

"It was my fault just now, I just... I was afraid that others would be suspicious of your relationship with

her. I'm sorry for her, but I don't want you to be with her. I can give her anything but my love. I'm scared

that you will abandon me, so I made the wrong decision just now. I know I’m paranoid, but I can't help

myself."

...

It had started drizzling as she cried helplessly.

Andrina took Roland's hand and said, "I'm sorry, Roland, please stay with me. What would the others

say if you leave now? Please, just this once, think about me."

Luna ran out with an umbrella in her hand and shielded Andrina with it. "Andrina, don't stand in the rain,

you might catch a cold. Here, take the umbrella."

...

"Mom, why did you push Alvera into the pool?"

"It really wasn't me." Luna looked aggrieved. "That child...she jumped into the pool herself. I know she's

scared of water, why would I push her in?"

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. While Luna was talking, she held the umbrella over Andrina's

head and said, "Andrina, listen to me, don't get wet."

Andrina pushed the umbrella away and cried bitterly, "I don't want it. I'm paranoid and I do something

wrong every day. I should just die, I'm just a burden for the entire family, a burden for Roland!"

She squatted on the ground and cried uncontrollably.

Luna grabbed Roland's hand. "Roland, please talk to her. She cannot end up in the hospital again, she

won't make it."

Roland frowned. After hesitating for a while, he took the umbrella and held it over her head, "Don't cry.

Let's go inside."

Andrina shook her head. "Leave me alone. Leave me alone."

Luna squatted in front of her. "Andrina, I have lost your brother. If anything happens to you, I can't live

anymore. Do you want to see me die?"

Andrina reached out and hugged her as they cried together.

Roland frowned and looked into the distance anxiously, wondering about Alvera.

...

The liver transplant wasn't that long ago. Was she alright?

She was quite weak when she left just now, he recalled.

Roland left the Earhart family mansion after sending Andrina back to her room.

This time, she had no reason to keep him from leaving.

...

He drove all the way back to the villa but found the house empty, so he called Alvera anxiously.

...

At first, no one answered.

Finally, the call got through, but it was answered by a man.

"Hello."

"Are you Alvera's brother?"

"Yes, I am."

"Where is she?" He asked, irritated that she would let someone else pick up the call.

"What do you want from her, Mr. Francois? I can take a message for you."

"No. Where is she? Make her answer the phone."

"She... can't come to the phone now."

"What do you mean?"

"Alvera is in the hospital now. She can't speak to you."