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.

phone felt incredibly heavy in his hand. He knew he had wronged

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 fuzz. At this moment, she seemed to have shed her earlier confrontational demeanor and had reverted

called her, and his handsome face tinged with

“Mr. Neal, please don’t tell me you’re

words. Why could she not just

IP address isn’t in Jiverton doesn’t 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

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provoke him. He wanted to apologize, but the words just would not come out.

had indeed been responsible, she would not be so calmly discussing

didn’t even

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

as she took

brisk response, seemingly not expecting her to agree so readily. Suddenly, Cynthia’s voice rang

are the other cards?”

over him, asked,

the hospital, I want you to hand over all your cards as a precaution. I’ll

he was hearing, and neither could

to do

grew tense, “Today’s mishap was due to my poor judgment,

incredulous. Was he blaming

that so?”

“Yes,” Joshua confirmed.

would have doubted me without hesitation when you learned about Jayleen’s accident and saw those chat logs, wouldn’t

found that her statement was

back at him, and her mood clearly irked. She could not understand why she was so upset over

Joshua could not even get a word in

off at the next

said.

“Alright,” Mr. Walters replied.

feeling the chill, asked in a heavy voice,

you going to do?”

to improve my brain function, “Cynthia replied, having regained most of her composure. She used the most nonchalant tone to deliver the most

contagious.

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