Urging Him to Get a Divorce novel Chapter 235

Chapter 235

He saw Xavier hadn’t gotten out of the car, so he didn’t bother going over to say hello. He just got back in and sold the driver to go.

Aveline went through the main gate, closed it, and pretended she hadn’t seen the black Bentley.

Once inside, she took the phone Xavier had bought out of her purse and gave it to Helena,

“Here, you can have this.”

Helena took the box, saw it was a phone, and asked in surprise, “Ma’am, why did you buy me a phone?”

Her own phone was still perfectly fine and usable.

Besides, the phone Ma’am gave her looked like a very expensive brand.

Aveline heard Xavier come in behind her and said deliberately, “I don’t know which dim–witted idiot put it in my purse.”

Helena:

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Did Ma’am mean someone put it in the wrong purse?

But if Ma’am wasn’t returning it and gave it to her instead, wasn’t that like taking someone else’s property?

“Ma’am, this…”

Aveline replied, “Don’t worry. I’m giving it to you, so just use it. It’d be a waste not to.”

With that, she went upstairs.

Xavier walked in with a neutral expression, glancing at the phone box in Helena’s hand.

“Sir,

Ma’am gave this to me.”

Xavier didn’t say anything and also went upstairs.

Just as Aveline was about to open her bedroom door, Xavier walked past her and said faintly:

“Your stagecraft is impressive, but your writing is weak. ‘Dim–witted‘ and ‘idiot‘ are redundant.”

Aveline didn’t even turn her head, retorting coldly, “Mr. Beltran really is just a businessman who only knows how to

make money. You don’t even understand rhetorical emphasis.”

With that, she opened her bedroom door, went inside, and shut it.

Click. The door was locked.

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Xavier heard it, chuckled, and walked into the bedroom next door.

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He took his phone out of his pocket and sent a text: [If I really wanted to get in, I could just kick the door down.]

Aveline had just placed her purse on the bench at the foot of the bed when her phone buzzed. She took it out to look.

She scoffed, tossed the phone onto the bed, and went to take a shower, ignoring Xavier.

Let him try kicking it down. See if she wouldn’t call the cops.

After all, she had a reputation for calling the cops on people now.

Even though the police couldn’t do anything to Xavier, would he have the nerve to face the city–wide gossip about the CEO of the being suspected of domestic abuse?

After her shower, Aveline went to bed. She had to get up early tomorrow.

The next morning, after getting up and washing, Aveline grabbed her purse and went downstairs.

Xavier had just gotten back from a run and was walking into the living room, wiping sweat with a towel.

Aveline coldly looked away and went into the dining room for breakfast.

Helena served her breakfast and said, “Mam, the phone is beautiful. It must be very expensive.”

Aveline understood what Helena meant. She clearly believed someone had put it in her bag by mistake, and she had kept it for herself.

“I told you, it was from some idiot. Don’t worry, feel free to use it.”

As she spoke, she glanced at the phone Helena held out for her to see.

It was blue.

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