My Wife Is A Masquerade Master

Chapter 9 After the phone call connected, Madison gritted her teeth and said, "Neville, what do you want?" Neville's tone remained unapologetic as he coldly uttered, "You were supposed to handle these things. Now, because of your disturbance, my plans have been disrupted, and I've even forgotten which medicine I should take? His words implied that Madison's responsibilities included managing such matters, and now, since he couldn't locate his stomach medicine, he placed the blsquarely on her shoulders.

This was indeed Neville's style, always arrogantly blaming everything on her, including her falling in love with him and marrying him. It seemed everything was her own doing.

Madison couldn't hear it and retorted, “Neville, we are on the brink of divorce. It's high tyou learn to take care of your own affairs!" Madison refused to be treated as Neville's maid, obligated to cater to his every need. She decided to let him face the consequences of his choices.

After hanging up, Madison directly blocked Neville's Whatand phone number, hoping to have speace of mind.

However, due to this disturbance, she lost her sleepiness. Madison got up and started organizing files, preparing for the company's bidding the next day.

When Madison opened her suitcase, she noticed several boxes of medication with her handwriting on them. These were the medications she prepared for Neville.

Three years ago, Neville had a kidney transplant and needed lifelong medication. Additionally, due to his frequent business. trips, he developed stomach problems.

However, he preferred to handle more paperwork rather than read the medication instructions. Every the went on a business trip, she meticulously labeled the dosage and precautions on the medicine boxes.

Habits were indeed a terrifying thing. She tried to sever all ties with Neville, but sthings were deeply ingrained in her life.

Neville, upon hearing the word "divorce" over the phone, furrowed his brows.

He thought, "It seemed that she was getting bolder and bolder. She is threateningwith a divorce. Who does she think she is? If we get a divorce, it should beto bring it up" When Neville tried to contact Madison, he found that his number had been blocked. His face instantly darkened. 'She's been trying to push my limits lately. She's truly biting off more than she can chew, he thought.

At this moment, Bernard's phone vibrated. He glanced at it and cautiously handed it to Neville, saying, "Mr. Prestoit, it's Miss Guzman's message.

Bernard raised his eyes and met Neville's cold gaze, shivering in fear.

Only when Neville saw the content of the message did the coldness on his face dissipate.

Neville thought. She has already prepared the medicine for me, yet she wants to play tricks. If it's to get my attention, it's unnecessary.

In fact, he was used to her obedience. After all, he needed a docile wife.

Trying to please, Bernard said, "Mr. Preston, Miss Guzman has always kept you in mind. Or she wouldn't remindto get the medicine." Neville scanned him and said, "What are you waiting for? Go get the medicine." Bernard quickly complied, but just as he was about to leave, he saw Neville get into the car.

Bernard cautiously asked, "Should I get the medicine alone or would you prefer to go yourself?" Neville sneered, "Do you think I should indulge her?" Although he wanted to ask why Neville got into the car if he didn't plan to go, Bernard didn't dare.

After arriving at the hotel where Madison was staying, Bernard glanced at Neville, who wore an indifferent expression. He understood Neville's intention. He cared about his image and didn't want to be seen.

Bernard had to go on his own and knocked on Madison's door.

Shortly after, the door opened.

Madison raised her chin, saying. The medicine is right there. Please tell him that I am about to divorce him and I don't want to be involved with him." Bernard followed her gaze and saw several boxes of medicine beside the trash can.

She originally intended to throw away those boxes but changed her mind.

Before Bernard could respond, Madison had already closed the door.

When Neville received the medicine, he noticed that the medicine box seemed to have been scratched by a sharp object, making her neat handwriting appear somewhat mottled.

He knew Madison's habits. So when he saw this, Neville couldn't help but furrow his brows "Did she say anything?" he asked.

Bernard, wary of repeating Madison's words word-for-word, chose to be more subtle. "Miss Guzman's hoping you take care of yourself.

Neville smirked, then handed him a box of mango mousse. "Go give this to her." When Neville went to buy cigarettes earlier, the shop didn't have any change, so he picked up this mango mousse to make up the amount..

Since he didn't like sweets, he might as well give it to Madison.

However, he was afraid that Madison would think he cared about her if she knew he remembered her liking for mango.

inousse.

Neville thought for a moment and sent her a message with his work phone. [Fairness goes both ways. Don't overthink it.] When Madison received the message, Bernard had just handed her the mango mousse. She sneered and threw it directly into the trash "Tell Mr. Preston, from now on, I'll quit sugar. He can direct his attention towards Miss Conner instead, Madison said.

She was well aware of Neville's usual tactic of offering something sweet after an unpleasant incident.

In the past, she forgave him because she loved him so much. However, the Madison who once saw only him in her eyes was dead.

She wasn't that cheap.

After throwing away the item, Madison still felt unsatisfied. So she sent him a message. [Neville, it seems there was a Chapter 9

misunderstanding. My original intention was to get rid of those boxes of medicine. However, om realized that if anything were to happen to you, I would be held responsible as if I brought bad luck. So, please take care of your health, and let's separate on good terms] After sending this message, she blocked the number.

Neville's face darkened instantly, and the atmosphere inside the car om bectense. 'Did Xspail her too Ο.

mych, allowing her to becso arrogant and disrespectful? he thought.

Bernard, failing to complete what Neville instructed him, nervously said, "Mr. Preston, women can be om complicated. Sometimes, they just need men to be humble and comforting. Maybe a few gentle words to Miss Guzman might help?" Neville coldly replied, "Dream on!" I must have been too nice that she pushed her luck, Neville thought.

The next day. Madison and Ross arrived at Fliwip's headquarters together. To avoid revealing her identity, only Ross's nwas written on the bid document.

According to Fliwip's procedure, the company's bid proposal had to be approved before they could meet representatives of Fliwip.

Madison and Ross were waiting quietly in the meeting room.

Ross, who had a smoking habit, went to the smoking room.

At this moment, mocking voices reached Madison's ears, "Doesn't Loveille have other workers? How did they let a housewife be the negotiation representative?" "Don't say that. Although Miss Guzman is not well-educated or able, she must have soutstanding qualities to be valued by Mr. Castro." "Outstanding qualities? Yeah, if she doesn't, how could she for a rich man to marry her