Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone With The Money

Chapter 4

Seeing this, Mr. Cheyne quickly came over, took the keys, and assumed the driver’s role.

Cynthia opened the passenger door and sat down, not looking at Joshua again for the entire journey.

Mr. Cheyne was apprehensive, fearing that Cynthia might blurt out something shocking later.

He hesitated. “Mrs. Neal, you…”

“Drive.”

Cynthia’s voice was light but cold.

Mr. Cheyne glanced at the rearview mirror, and seeing that Mr. Neal had no reaction, he drove out of the parking lot in silence. The atmosphere inside the car was so heavy that Mr. Cheyne felt as if he were being suffocated.

Neither Mr. Neal nor Mrs. Neal seemed inclined to speak, and an icy chill emanated from both of them. While he understood Mr. Neal’s temperament, Mr. Cheyne could not figure out why Mrs. Neal, who had been in a good mood just moments before, was now so cold. He kept his concerns to himself.

Joshua sat in the back seat, his gaze uncontrollably drawn to the silent Cynthia in the passenger seat. He was surprised by the emotions stirring within him.

Half an hour later, the car came to a stop at the hospital entrance. With a firm grip on Cynthia’s wrist, Joshua led her

toward the VIP ward.

Cynthia said, wincing at the pain from his grip, “Mr. Neal, if you keep holding me like this, you’ll be charged with

intentional harm in court before I even get the chance to be charged with attempted murder of Jayleen.”

Only then did Joshua release her, revealing her now red and swollen wrist. Cynthia gave him a disdainful look, making him. feel uncomfortable. He felt a flicker of guilt, but it vanished when he considered the possibility that she was responsible. for hurting Jayleen.

striding to Jayleen’s hospital room. He opened the door, revealing Jayleen lying in bed. Her face lit up

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in the tender scene before her, she sarcastically asked, “Do you need me to step out so you can finish

Neal, don’t misunderstand. There’s nothing between. Joshua and me. It’s not what you think,” Jayleen stammered, trying

irony, “If you’d let go of his

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at Jayleen’s features. Jayleen appeared gentle, kind, and delicate.

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with a hint of grievance,

saw this and understood Jayleen’s intentions. Jayleen likely hoped

hostility, gently patted her back with a voice much

feeling disgusted,

her with his affection for Jayleen. Did he think Cynthia

Cynthia, continuing

stand there?” Cynthia asked, noticing him out of the corner of her eye. She was

room, unsure how he had been discovered. “Mrs.

Neal Group’s stock prices

believe what Mrs. Neal was

Jayleen said weakly, letting go

was icy, and he patted Jayleen’s back to comfort her.

you here to apologize to

“I thought you called me here

room fell silent at her

happen if I sent this to Mrs. Neal?” Cynthia asked, saving the recording and

away.

could not help but notice that even with his cold, detached demeanor, his face was still quite

threatening me?” he

together,

“But