Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 155

“Hey, what are you looking at? Don’t learn from her. What’s so good about an old man,” Siobhan said in disdain. “We don’t even know how that bastard bewitched a rich man, even though she has a child.”

Siobhan thought of something out of sudden. “Is the snack you mentioned really that well-known? Wouldn’t it be really tasty then? Let’s go and take a look.”

She dragged Yvonne into the house after she spoke.

As Uncle Carl walked out just now, Zephyrus’s face turned from one full of dotting to one of gloom. He looked at Angel in his arms and said, “Angel, I’ve bought some fruits. They’re in the kitchen. Can you bring them to me?”

“Sure.” Angel raised her delicate face and smiled happily. Then she turned around and walked toward the kitchen.

As he watched Angel walk further and further away, Zephyrus turned his head around, looking blue. “Where did you get this money? How would you have money to buy so many things?” ‘Did you do something shameless?’

However, the last sentence was stuck in his throat. He could not bear to say it out loud.

She was pregnant and gave birth to Angel when she was 18 because of her ignorance. She lived a better life now so why did she embark on this journey again? Zephyrus was really mad.

Monique saw Zephyrus looking angry and became a little panicked. Her uncle had misunderstood her! She did not think it through. Her uncle knew she faced some difficulties in life so he had even secretly given her some money when she came back previously.

This time, she brought so many things back home—each of them wrapped exquisitely and seemed to be very expensive. No wonder her uncle misunderstood her.

Zephyrus felt relieved when he saw the look on her. Monique was pretty, well-behaved, and sensible. He believed that she was a lovable person. He asked earnestly, “The employer treats you so well. You have to work hard over there. Is the work tough?”

“No, it’s not tough! I only have to send the boss to work.” Monique pursed her lips and smiled. A hint of bitterness hung on the corner of her lips.

Speaking of hard work, it was really not too tough. All she needed to do was just to drive around. Sometimes it might include round-the-clock personal service including bed warming and maybe even sex.

Monique had attempted to accept him, but he did not even like her and just wanted to fool around with her. She felt bitter deep down.

As Monique finished speaking, she heard a familiar mocking sound. “Of course it’s not tough to earn money by lying on the bed.”