The Fifth Year of Marriage to Him novel Chapter 57

Chapter 57

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Oh, right. In Cedrick’s world, Maricela is the female lead.

She’s just the supporting character…

“This is… unexpected,” she remarked.

Cedrick poured more wine after his laugh. “Lucille, remember this: everything I have is yours. The house, assets, company–you’re my wife. It’s all rightfully yours. Just… don’t hold it against Maricela. Stop opposing her, okay?

Why do I work so hard?

For us.”

Lucille dissected his monologue, translating it aloud: “So your property, cars, company, and money are mine… but your heart belongs to her?”

“Lucille!

I said drop this. Why restart it?

You have everything. Why be jealous?” Cedrick frowned.

Damn bastard…

Lucille cursed inwardly.

But he misunderstood. She wasn’t jealous–just pinpointing the core issue.

Setting down her water glass, she picked up the grape bowl instead. “Sounds perfect!

We have a deal!

If you’re uneasy, we can formalize it with a contractual agreement. Get it notarized.”

Heavens! This is like manna from heaven!

Freedom with wealth?

He was twirling his wineglass.

Lucille knew–when he did that, he was strategizing. Planning how to negotiate. How to sway the other party.

Yet her proposal froze his twirling fingers. Astonishment washed over his face. “You… truly think this is acceptable? You’re not upset?”

Lucille waved dismissively. “Not at all! Rest easy. So… when do we notarize?”

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Cedrick’s expression darkened. “Notarization won’t be necessary.”

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A flicker of disappointment crossed Lucille. Without legal backing, his words were empty promises. Hope you re- member this when we divorce!

She popped grapes one by one, eyes darting around, betraying no trace of discontent.

But someone wasn’t pleased, snatching her grape plate away. “Why eat so many grapes at night?

All that sugar, want a toothache?

Thought you weren’t hungry?”

Just like that, the grapes got unfairly blamed…

“Finished talking?

If so, I’m calling it a night?” She picked up her phone from her lap.

Truthfully, she wasn’t worried about how far he’d gone with Maricela in their bed scene, but whether he’d discover the secrets on her phone.

“What’s so important on that phone?

Glued to it day and night?” After the grapes, her phone became the next target of suspicion.

“Hand it over!” Cedrick set down his glass, palm outstretched. “Don’t make me come get it myself!”

Lucille mentally reviewed her tracks: overseas–related info was promptly deleted, crucial emails remained but she’d logged out of that account.

Should be safe.

Not wanting a pointless hotel brawl, she surrendered the device.

Cedrick scrolled intently, scrutinizing her chats with Aydan–though Lucille had nothing incriminating there.

“What’s this?” Cedrick suddenly demanded.

Lucille jumped, fearing she’d left some travel details undeleted.

She leaned over to look–it was her chat history with a brand consultant.

Cedrick was reading the part where the consultant thanked her for years of brand loyalty.

Her reply: “Absolutely!

Gotta support the ambassador!”

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