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

Chapter 6

“Well, poor me. My husband doesn’t even know my true character after two years of marriage,” Cynthia blurted out.

Joshua was speechless yet again.

Was she really not satisfied unless she provoked him?

“Let’s go home.” He loosened his tie, grabbed her purse, and held her wrist as he walked out.

Cynthia hesitated.

Joshua paused as well.

Both of their gazes landed simultaneously on the purse in Joshua’s hand. Did he mistake her for Jayleen? That was Cynthia’s first thought.

Without further explanation, Joshua strode out quickly.

This scene was witnessed by Jayleen, who was in the hospital room. The gentleness on her face vanished, and she did not even care about the red marks her nails left on her palms as her hands gripped each other hard.

In a moment, the door to the hospital room opened.

Jayleen’s friend walked in, voicing her confusion, “Didn’t Cynthia hire someone to hit you? Why is Mr. Neal still…”

“It wasn’t her.” Jayleen furrowed her brows.

At first, she thought Cynthia was behind the incident, as Cynthia might be worried that she was taking her place. However, judging by Cynthia’s reaction earlier, things were

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not that simple.

Joshua had arrived at a similar conclusion.

After the driver picked them up, Joshua pulled Cynthia into the back seat with him. Before he could talk about today’s events, Mr. Cheyne called, providing an update on the situation. “Mr. Neal, I’ve looked into the IP address. The account’s login IP address isn’t in Jiverton.”

“I see.” Joshua’s eyes darkened.

heavy in his hand. He knew he had wronged

of emotions filled him as he glanced at the person leaning against the car window. Sunlight streamed through the half–lowered window, casting a glow on her face, where he could faintly see the fine

he called her, and his handsome face tinged with

phone conversation and replied nonchalantly, “Mr. Neal, please don’t

words. Why could she not just

mean I didn’t have her harmed. What if I called someone else and had them bribe the driver responsible for the accident?” Cynthia said lightly, but her words were laced

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was just trying to provoke him. He wanted to apologize, but the words just would not

responsible, she would not

all Cynthia said. She didn’t

was puzzled. ‘That’s it? Just a ‘sure‘?‘ Hoping to put an end to the matter and remembering the harsh words he had exchanged with her in the parking lot and hospital room, he took out a Centurion card and handed it to her. “This is my main bank card. If you’re upset, feel

Cynthia replied as she took the

her to agree so readily. Suddenly, Cynthia’s voice rang out again,

the other cards?” she

creeping over

hospital, I want you to hand over all your cards as

could not believe what he was hearing, and neither could

you unwilling to do so?” Cynthia

poor judgment, but if your behavior these

incredulous. Was he blaming

so?” she

“Yes,” Joshua confirmed.

hesitation when you learned

to argue, but he found that her statement was not entirely

why she was so upset over someone so insignificant, especially when

off guard by the card hitting him, Joshua could not even get a word in before Cynthia’s voice rang out again. However, this time, her words were not meant for

Walters, please drop me off at the next intersection,”

said.

“Alright,” Mr. Walters replied.

asked in a heavy voice,

you going to do?”

She used the most nonchalant tone to deliver the most provocative statement. “Just

contagious.

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