The Fifth Year of Marriage to Him novel Chapter 40

All the items were packed up, and Vivian handed them to Cedrick.

Cedrick held them and turned to look at Lucille, “And you! Get in the car!”

Lucille didn’t argue with him; get in then!

As soon as she got in the car, her phone vibrated; a bank message, money came in.

Vivian transferred it to her.

Vivian also sent her a WhatsApp message: “This is the money from selling the ring; it’s all for

you, I don’t want it. Don’t be sad, sis.”

Lucille sent a happy emoji to Vivian; what sadness? The saddest time was already over.

“Fun?” Cedrick wasn’t stupid; seeing her fiddling with her phone, he knew what was up.

Lucille put her phone away.

“You sent me the doll, sold all the gifts, sold the wedding ring; is selling the house next?” he asked.

Lucille thought, it really was; if selling the house didn’t require his signature, she would have sold it.

“If you need money, tell me; how much? You have your own credit card, and I gave you a supplementary card; not enough? While driving, he said, “If your family wants to buy a house, pick one and call me to pay; is it fun to collude with outsiders to scam your own husband? Lucille, I think you’re too idle.”

Lucille’s phone received another message; this time, it was from the embassy, a notification for the scheduled fingerprint appointment.

At the same time, a message came from Meredith Gomez, forwarding the embassy’s notice for her to have her fingerprints taken in Capital City the day after tomorrow.

Her mind raced–what excuse could she find to go to Capital City…

Cedrick noticed her prolonged silence and pressed, “I’m talking to you. What’s on your mind,

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Chapter 40

Mrs. Maynard?”

Lucille snapped back to attention. “Oh, I was just thinking material things hold more value. See, I can resell second–hand luxury items for cash, but if I tried passing my husband to someone else…‘

Red light.

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Cedrick slammed the brakes.

“Lucille!

Seems you’ve made a sport of pushing my buttons lately!”

His eyes burned with anger.

She thought his temper had been fraying too lately. That famously unflappable Mr. Maynard was gone, and Maricela deserved all the credit.

“Seems I misjudged you,” he said coldly. “Always thought you were gentle and reasonable. Turns out you’re quite the troublemaker. Look at Maricela

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“I won’t look. You look all you want–see her enough times on my behalf.”

She cut him off before he could praise Maricela further.

Being shut down repeatedly clearly annoyed him. “Don’t regret this later!”

This time, Lucille genuinely put on her headphones.

He dropped her at the residential gate. “Got a meeting. Tonight-”

Lucille got out, slamming the car door. Whatever he planned for tonight, she refused to hear.

That evening, she skipped Mylee‘ Spicy Chili Crab entirely. After some vegetables, she retreated to her room to search flights and book a ticket to Capital City.

Could she just go to Capital City without telling Cedrick?

Past nine, the i20 form notification arrived–astonishingly fast…

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