My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Jeremy reminisced about the day when he went to Catherine to propose his deal.

"Ms.Turner, you only have one last chance right now."

Jeremy was comfortably sitting on the sofa, his finger interlocked.He looked at Catherine and calmly said, "If you hand over the Turner Group's shares, I will help your husband recover."

Catherine glared at Jeremy.Hate made her eyes red.She didn't hesitate at all and rejected him on the spot.

"No! If you think you'll get your hands on the shares of the Turner Group, then you're dreaming!"

At that time she had been running around to find a way to cure his husband's illness.

The exhaustion had taken a toll on her.She was extremely haggard.

The elegance and nobility she once had as an upper-class lady had been long lost.

Jeremy took pleasure in seeing Catherine's distress.His smile grew wider and crueler.

"Do you really think you still have any options left?" He taunted.

Unwillingness was obvious on Catherine's face.She clenched her fists tightly and bit her lower lip but said nothing, only stared at Jeremy.

If her daughter hadn't died, perhaps she would still have the privilege to make a choice.But now, she was left with no choice.

There were only two paths in front of her.And both were dead-ends.

If she refused Jeremy's offer and let Luke suffer, she would still have to give up the Turner Group if Luke died.

She could end up watching the Turner Group get taken and divided among the Turner family members and other shareholders.

She would have no share in it.

she could agree to Jeremy's demands, hand over the shares of the Turner Group,

the Group, she would have Luke

he had recovered, she wouldn't have to live a difficult life from that

understand

approach Catherine so

courage or ability to handle the fallout after Luke's death,

was at an advantage

calm expression, he waited for Catherine to make

but Jeremy

did not pressure Catherine nor showed any signs of

prey struggle helplessly, without any means of escape was his favorite thing

her noble head as if accepting her fate, and spoke in a despondent

"Please save my husband."

soon as the words left her mouth.It

and haughtiness

let out

worry, I will make sure the

long for Luke to wake up from

was suffering from, he was unable to walk

once had slipped from his

one of the most

resentment as she watched her

had never been any conflict between us and it didn't look like you were holding grudges against us, were

the window, a flock of birds

them pass with a vile smile playing

it weren't for you, I wouldn't have an ace up my sleeve to go against

spoke deliberately, his tone laced with murderous