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.

was an honest man, yet he

Gerald got a little better. Of course, it would take some time

very weak. Death Storm caused

his. It would take him at least a dozen days to have Vital Energy appear in his body again. Sometimes, it would

months.

could only rely on himself. It was hard to tell how long it

now able to slowly get out of bed and walk on his own, but he couldn’t

far.

was only one last day left until the day Raiden

went out early. When

Leila also seemed worried.

to the day Raiden came to them, the more serious

smile on their faces for several

the bed. He looked at Leila,

couldn’t focus.

his mouth.

quickly asked, “Do you want to get out of

his head and asked, “Do you hate your

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

call her birth

little moved. He looked at Leila’s pretty face. Leila was a little shy. She

too long and washed them

clothes she wore were school uniforms. She had worn them for too

not many families like

want to live in the future?” Gerald asked,

tears went down her eyes.

future…”

was endless debt. How dare she

beautiful. However, she didn’t even dare to think about

this, Gerald was angrier at

up,” Gerald smiled

helped Gerald up from the

“No, I want to go

said that although you have recovered a little, you should still rest more. It’s more than ten minutes’ walk to the town. And it’s hot now. Your wound might get

smiled and said,

couldn’t fully recover before yesterday, so he couldn’t fight Raiden back tomorrow. But he also knew how

He had

only smile bitterly and say, “Alright, then I’ll help you

the town.”

things with us!” Gerald