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My Billionaire Mom novel Chapter 237

Chuck twisted the doorknob, it was opened easily as it was not locked.

Chuck smiled and quietly opened the door, entering. When he saw a curvy figure in the bathroom, how could Chuck possibly hold himself back?

So what if Susan was at home? She had had experiences, and she had just returned to her room. It meant that she understood the situation. Even if they made any noise, she knew to ignore it.

Chuck quietly took off his clothes, then pulled the shower curtains open and stepped in the bathtub.

But...

There was a groan of pain.

Chuck was stunned, because the figure before him was trembling, afraid, and silenced by fright. Her back was facing himself and she did not dare to turn around.

This was...

"Hey, Hubby, are you home?" Yvette's voice came from outside the bathroom.

Yvette heard the sound of the door opening just now, so she came out of her room.

Chuck was shocked and his soul almost left his vessel. If the person before him was not Yvette, then who was it?

What was going on?

Chuck's voice trembled as he asked, "You are?"

The lady turned her head. Chuck was baffled to see her face and he exclaimed in his heart, "It's Queenie! Holy sh*t!"

What was she doing here?

Chuck was beyond stupefied. He lowered his head and saw that there was blood on the floor. The bathroom suddenly became dead silent.

Queenie's face was red and tears welled up in her eyes. She said weakly, "Chuck, it's me..."

When she was taking a shower earlier, she suddenly felt a sharp pain.

That was right. When she got off work that day, she saw that Yvette was moving things, so she said that she would come to help Yvette to move the things back.

Yvette had served her coffee, but as she had spent all her strength moving the things, she couldn't hold the cup of coffee stably and she spilled it on herself. The beverage was slightly hot, but it was okay since only her shirt was dirtied. However, it was the front of her chest that was stained. She couldn't leave looking like that.

Yvette was very sorry, hence she asked Queenie to take a bath. Anyway, she had spare clothes that she could lend her, so she asked Queenie to change into them.

However, Queenie had just entered the bathroom and was about to take a shower while Yvette went to the room to find some spare clothes for her, Chuck had come in...

Chuck was shocked.

Yvette was puzzled. She clearly heard the sound of the door opening. Was it not Chuck who have returned? She asked Susan doubtfully, "I thought I heard my husband came in?"

In the bathroom, Chuck's heart was pumping wildly. If Yvette discovered them, he wouldn't be able to explain clearly and she would no doubt be very disappointed. But was Chuck supposed to know that Queenie was in here instead of Yvette?

Even if he was beaten to death, he would never do it with Queenie in Yvette's house!

Susan came out and did not see Chuck. Of course, she knew where Chuck went. She sighed. Why didn't that man ask who was in the bathroom before entering?

She glanced at the bathroom and replied, "No, it was me. I took the trash out."

Yvette nodded. No wonder she could hear the sound of the door opening.

Yvette took the clothes in her hand to the door and said, "Queenie, I'm bringing in the clothes."

"Ms. Jordan, don't come in," Queenie was also scared.

When Chuck heard what Susan said just now, he let out a sigh of relief. But now Yvette was going to come in. This bathroom only had one curtain. If she had come in, she would definitely see him, wouldn't she?

"Are you shy? It's okay. I am also a woman. I'll open the door and leave the clothes on the sink, then I'll leave," Yvette smiled and she twisted the doorknob.

Chuck's heart almost jumped out of his mouth. He instantly crouched down in the bathtub and looked down at the blood under Queenie's feet. Chuck suddenly felt extremely guilty. She was still a girl, but because of him earlier, she had become a woman.

"Don't, Teacher. Please leave your clothes at the door. I'll take it on my own." Queenie saw Chuck's clothes on the ground, and if Yvette came in, she would definitely see it.

"Well, okay then, I won't come in. I'll leave it at the door. You take it by yourself," Yvette smiled and paused from opening the door. She left her clothes by the door.

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