The Fifth Year of Marriage to Him novel Chapter 173

Chapter 173

“Fine, fine. I don’t understand. May you two last forever. Truly. Because-” Feeling his grip loosen, she seized the chance to wriggle free. “-a good horse doesn’t return to old grass!”

“Wait!” Cedrick grabbed for her. “I haven’t told you your second mistake!”

“My second mistake was staying here listening to your nonsense!”

Anticipating him, she dodged–this time escaping his grasp.

Cedrick’s phone rang out abruptly.

He didn’t have time to tell her she was wrong again, rushing to answer the call.

His phone had fallen during the struggle with Lucille. Bent sideways to pick it up, he accidentally hit speaker after ac- cepting the call.

Harlan’s booming voice echoed through the room, but Cedrick was too drunk to notice.

Harlan called to check if he’d gotten home.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. Don’t worry. Lucille’s here.”

“That’s exactly why we’re worried! Your housekeeper’s gone too. Told you to crash at Maricela’s place—”

“-but you wouldn’t listen. She could’ve looked after you.”

“Don’t need looking after. I’m good.”

“Oh, right… Maricela ‘s AC might be acting up…”

The two talked about Maricela for ages until Cedrick’s consciousness faded. His phone slid onto the sofa.

Harlan kept rambling, “Hey, my salary’s jumping by a million monthly now, plus tens of millions in mid–year bonus- es! Keep this under wraps, okay? If my wife finds out-”

“-that money would really be mine!”

“Does David get this too?”

“Or just me?”

“Scared I’ll slip up!”

Lucille picked up the phone and held it back to Cedrick’s ear. Harlan shouted several times, “Cedrick, Cedrick, you’re not asleep, are you?”

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“Mmm…” Cedrick was utterly drunk. “Take care of Maricela …”

“Cedrick, why do this?

Take care of her yourself!”

Harlan sighed over the line.

Lucille wasn’t sure if she imagined it, but tears seemed to be streaming down Cedrick’s temples.

When Cedrick’s choked voice rang out, Lucille knew she hadn’t been mistaken–real tears.

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He actually sobbed to Harlan, “Can’t… never in this lifetime. I have responsibilities to Lucille. I can’t… Maricela… Maricela…”

“Alright, rest now. Hanging up. Sigh-”

The call ended with Harlan’s drawn–out sigh. Lucille placed the phone beside Cedrick, feeling nothing.

It’s fine, Mr. Maynard. I’ll step aside for you.

Thanks to this drinking session, Lucille cracked the code.

She’d wondered how Cedrick managed to buy Maricela another house and luxury goods. Now she knew–through Harlan.

Gave Harlan a raise, handed him millions in mid–year bonuses.

Cedrick truly played it smart, technically not breaking her three rules.

But Cedrick, doesn’t your conscience ache?

Oh right. Forgot. Your heart’s crooked.

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