Slumdog Billionaire Husband

Chapter 293 Help Me Up

Wesley was still the same as before. He was still that kind. Poverty and debt didn’t dispel his kindness. He only wanted to live a steady life. He never meant to cause any trouble.

He could tell that Gerald wasn’t a common one. Nowadays, seldom people went around with two blades. Also, Gerald was dying because he was cut several dozen times.

Seeing that Wesley didn’t want to talk about this, Gerald didn’t continue either.

Gerald would help Wesley. That was for sure.

Gerald was always grateful.

Back then, Irene’s father saved his life, so he used three years to pay for the kindness. If not for the too much trouble Irene and her mother caused, maybe he would continue being with Irene.

This time, he would definitely pay Wesley back since Wesley also saved his life.

“Three days? I don’t know how much I will recover.” Gerald touched his nose while saying this.

Wesley smoked several cigarettes. Then he extinguished the cigarette, stood up, and began to reassemble the furniture that had fallen apart after being kicked by Raiden.

Wesley still had to work and pay his debt. He knew that maybe the money he earned in this lifetime

would all be Raiden’s. But he had to continue anyway.

He didn’t dare to call the police. He was worried that even if he reported to the police, he and Leila

still couldn’t live a peaceful life.

No matter how hard it was or how tired he was, he could only grit his teeth and endure it. He only felt sorry for his daughter. She was so beautiful, yet she was living such a miserable life.

Gerald silently watched all of this and sighed!

“Kind people will get what they deserve,” Gerald muttered.

In the next two days, Gerald could feel that Wesley couldn’t sleep well. It seemed to be because of the 3,200 dollars. Wesley couldn’t get the money, so he was restless.

In these two days, Leila was also very depressed and rarely spoke. But in fact, she was also like this before. She was shy and seldom talked. She would only say a few more things when Gerald took the

initiative to talk to her.

She was beautiful, but because of poverty, she felt inferior.

Wesley still left early in the day and returned late. After returning, he continued to make furniture under the dim light.

Occasionally, he would sit alone in a daze.

yet he

Gerald got a little better. Of course, it

Storm caused too

least a dozen days to have Vital Energy appear in his

months.

rely on himself. It was hard to

bed and walk on his own, but he

far.

third day, there was only one last day left until the day Raiden came to

usual, Wesley went out early. When he went out, he

Leila also seemed worried.

they got to the day Raiden came to them, the more serious their expressions

seen a smile on their faces

the bed. He looked at Leila, who was studying beside

focus. She

his mouth.

quickly asked, “Do you want to get out of bed and go

and

Then she shook her head and said, “I don’t hate him. I know how much my father suffered. My

to call her birth mother, not

looked at Leila’s pretty face. Leila was a

too long and washed them too many

she wore were school uniforms. She had worn

not many

you want to live in the future?” Gerald

heard about this, tears went down her eyes. “Never. I don’t dare to think about

future…”

could think of was endless debt. How dare she think about the

was only a sixteen-year-old girl. And she was so beautiful.

this, Gerald was

up,” Gerald

Gerald up from the bed and asked, “To the

“No, I want to go

have recovered a little, you should still rest more. It’s more

smiled and said, “It’s

Raiden back tomorrow. But he also knew how difficult it was for Wesley to get the

He had

smile

the town.”

things with us!”