Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet
Chapter 752 Her Four Years

Chapter 752 Her Four Years

The officer didn't think too much about it.

After all, Queeny had behaved well over the past four years.

Far from looking like a vicious criminal, she was like the girl next door, so vulnerable that you couldn't help but protect her.

The officer sometimes sighed inwardly, "Look, what a nice girl! But her life was destroyed."

Though she tried to comfort Queeny with some nice words,

she knew that a convicted murderer would have a hard time even when she got out of prison.

She sighed at the thought.

After she went back to her cell, she sat down on the bed again.

The prison officer locked the door and left.

It was quiet again.

She sat there cross-legged looking so thin and pathetic with a determined look in her eyes.

She was tough like a persistent pin tree, showing great strength of character in the strong wind.

She dropped her head in silence. After a while, she fished out a pencil from her pillow. Then she started scribbling on the wall next to her bed.

Her doodles were messy lines, indecipherable numbers, and some letters.

Then she quickly put them together and finally worked out the answer she wanted.

Finally, looking at the numbers on the wall, she squinted and her face creased into a smile.

In all these four years or, to be more precise, in those 1460 days, she did only one thing.

She believed that she could get back on her feet with it.

Time passed in a blink.

In a twinkling, the next day came.

It was the day she got of jail.

In the morning, she woke to the sound of trumpets. After getting up, she had a quick wash and went to breakfast with her cellmates.

Thanks to the Dempsey family's help, she did not suffer from bullying during the four years she spent in prison.

And they put her in solitary confinement because of the nature of her crime.

In a way, it was her punishment, too. After all, during this time, except for eating and strolling, she was mostly alone. For over a thousand days, she had no intimate friends.

It was intolerable for any normal person.

But in fact, it didn't matter to Queeny.

Anyway, she was a quiet girl. Living alone was actually a good thing for her.

It was more convenient for her.

The corner of her lip raised at the thought.

It was time for her to get out after breakfast.

But before that, she had a series of formalities to go through.

Knowing that she would be released today, her cellmates congratulated her one after another.

Although they didn't spend every day together with over the years, everyone seemed to have few friends here in jail.

They seldom saw each other, and they knew she was not that talkative and rather mild-mannered. So they seemed to be nice to her.

Now that she was getting out of prison, they felt it right to congratulate her.

Queeny didn't say anything, but accepted their blessings.

After breakfast, the prison officer asked her to go through the formalities.

Meanwhile, in the castle, almost everyone sensed someone's bad mood this morning.

The sunlight flooded in through the window and lit up every room. However, the sun did nothing to dispel the man's depression.

He was sitting at his desk staring at a file on his computer.

It was opened half an hour ago, but he had not read a page still.

Donald came in with a pill on a tray and put it in front of him.

Donald looked at him and said worriedly, "Mr. Bissel, are you OK?"

Felix seemed to be awakened by Donald's words.

His sharp eyes fell on Donald's face. He stood there blankly for a few seconds before he caught on.

"I'm fine." He shook his head.

Then he took the pill.

Donald sighed.

"You have been on medication for some time, and you didn't seem to be getting better. Hope Dr. Hill gets here soon. Your health..."

"I'm OK."

Felix interrupted Donald before he had finished his last sentence.

Felix held the mouse and dragged the cursor on the screen, saying in a low voice, "go ahead."

Donald said no more and picked up the empty tray and left the room.

As soon as he went out, he saw Bella standing at the other side of the hallway looking at something expectantly.

A frown creased Donald's forehead.

He did not like her because of what happened before.

She tried to get close to Felix with intentions. Anyone with a discerning eye could easily see through her mind.

Donald was not an old fogey. He was worried about Felix, who had been single for many years.

That didn't mean, however, Donald would like any random woman Felix chose.

At first, he was very sympathetic to Bella.

But then the desire she showed changed Donald's view of her completely.

The pathetic always acted insufferably somehow.

It was a fact that she went through a lot of pain. However, she was not grateful to Felix who saved her, but tried to get what she wanted by seducing him.

She even tried to use him for her own goods.

She didn't deserve to spend the night with him.

Donald's clam expression hid his contempt for her.

He went over and asked, "Miss Collins, what are you doing here? Felix is busy at work. Try not to disturb him unless it's something urgent."

Bella was new here so she had no idea who Donald really was. Also, she didn't expect Felix to trust him so much.

So she seemed to have offended him yesterday.

Later, when she learned about his position in the castle from Katy, she bitterly regretted her rashness.