Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 561 A Furious Caleb

As a cop, Caleb had a natural air of authority to him. Abby was fearful of him and she trembled under his loud chide. She took a step backward and lowered her head much more. She kept her eyes on the ground and from her limited angle of view, she caught sight of Caleb’s shiny leather shoes.

Time went by, but he did not move an inch. At that point, Abby finally let go of the nylon bag and signed to him. ‘I’m collecting recyclables.’ “I can obviously see that, can’t I?”

His voice became much lower; though Abby kept her head lowered, she could sense from his tone of voice the intense fury.

“I’m asking, why are you collecting recyclables? Do you know what’s the time right now? It’s 1.00AM and you have to get up at 6.00AM for school. Why are you not in bed but here collecting recyclables? Abby, I helped you get out of the countryside for you to receive schooling here, and I didn’t do that for you to collect garbage!” Caleb hollered at her continuously, which startled Abby, so she kept her head lowered without uttering a single word.

She had joined the school at the start of the year and Caleb had arranged for her to attend the final year of high school. However, after Abby attended several days of classes, she took the initiative to contact him and request to start classes from junior year because she wanted to build up her foundation and successfully attend Bloomstead University.

As such, Caleb readily agreed to her request.

In order to catch up on the school work and attain exemplary results, Abby had spent every single day of her summer break religiously revising school work.

he clearly

gather your belongings right now and you can go back to your

eyes were red-rimmed and the tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to allow the tears to stream

‘I

you don’t want to go back, then you gotta focus on your studies. Do you think that this is the right learning attitude to have? You should just let me know if you need more money. Do you f*cking

him in such an angry state. To her, although the fairly dark-skinned Caleb had a buzz cut, he was still very handsome and full

a carefree kid and his smile was always sincere and exceptionally warm. This time, the smile on

on her lip with her pearly white teeth without realizing that she had drawn

signed, ‘I’m sorry.’ Without any further explanation, she merely apologized before turning around

chided her and pointed to the nylon bag in her hand.

head in refusal. She had put in a lot of effort to

you hear me?”

be it. She glanced longingly

and