NovelEnglish| Chapter 154 I didn't think Allen had it in him to go so low. I asked with a frown, "Does Allen know the pin?" "I... I was afraid I'd forget the pin..." Cheryl's face was a portrait of regret, "It's the sas the one for our joint account." What? Both Christine and I were speechless.
Allen was a sly fox when it cto swindling money, and with the card in his hands, he'd surely be off to drain the account in no time. And it was too late to report the card missing then.
But something else was buggingmore. "Allen hasn't stopped gambling, has he?" "Hmm..." Cheryl cleaned her tears, her voice hardened with resolve, "He never really quit over the years. So, I never tell him how much you send us each month. I never imagined. that bastard would dare to steal my emergency funds!" "Why don't you just divorce him then? Gambling's a never-ending money hole!" Christine couldn't hide her outrage.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"This time," Cheryl looked up at me, her voice filled with apology, "I will, I must. If I had divorced him years ago, you wouldn't have had to suffer all those hard times." I couldn't help but think of how my parents had preparedfor the worst before they passed or the struggles of those years, feeling a lump form in my throat.
"That's all in the past now." Sniffling, I spoke, "Aunt Cheryl, letbe clear with you. If you're determined to divorce and you've thought it through, I'll figure something out for your treatment costs. After all, you gavea place to stay when I needed it most. But decide not to leave him, gambling is a deep hole dragging you down, and I can't follow you down. Do you understand what I'm saying?" you Looking utterly ashamed, Cheryl nodded repeatedly, “Yeah, I understand. Jane, you've givenso much. Consider the treatment costs and that two hundred thousand a loan. I'll pay you back once I'm well." "Okay." I agreed, not wanting to burden her further.
Though Cheryl's treatment wasn't a small sum, I had saved svaluable items during my three years with the Ferguson family.
For three or four days straight, Christine stayed within the hospital, not leaving for a moment. But every night, I could sense someone had visited. Sometimes, it was a gentle kiss on my forehead, a hand holding mine, and sometimes, he just sat quietly by my bed.
11:50 Chapter 154 Finally, feeling much better, the doctor toldI didn't need any more medication and that I could go hin a few days.
Unable to sleep due to too much rest in the previous days and without medicine, I lay awake in bed, gazing out at the moonlight through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
For a long while, there was silence, makingwonder if the previous nights had been just my imagination of a dream. Late into the night, as I was about to fall asleep, I heard those deeply familiar footsteps.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe room dimmed slightly, and I could smell the woody scent of a man with a hint of cigarette smoke. He never used to smoke.
Just as he was about to touch my hand, I opened my eyes, "Bryant' thought you'd finally decided to stop bothering me." The tall figure froze, a mix of surprise and depression in his stance.
Bathed in moonlight, he lowered his head, silent for a while, and White d spoke in with weariness, "I just a voice filled with wanted to see you, to ensure you were alright with my own eyes." 11:50 X
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