NovelEnglishChapter 155 "All you ever do is find ways to take my money!" Mila couldn't stand to listen any longer and tried to shake him off.
Hugo, although a bit timid around strangers, feared Charlotte's disappointed gaze and harsh words even more. There was no way he was leaving empty-handed.
"Sis, I was wrong last time, I shouldn't have pushed you. But didn't you also hiton the head? So we're even now!" He pointed to his head, still wrapped in bandages, shouting defiantly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMila couldn't help but laugh at his audacity. "How much strength do you think I have? Con, lettake a look." She reached out to pull at Hugo's bandages, but he dodged, retreating towards the bed where a child was sitting.
The child instinctively shrank back.
"Stop right there!" Mila's voice was sharp.
Years of authority and memory made Hugo involuntarily freeze in his tracks. "Get over here!" She called him to a corner away from the child and motioned for Eugene to comfort the little one. With a steely gaze, she fixed her eyes on Hugo.
Hugo avoided her eyes and mumbled, "Sis, it's about the dowry money again. Just helpout this one time. I know ten thousand dollars is a bit much, but you and your husband aren't strapped for cash. I'm your brother, after all. I'll pay you back when I make smoney." "Not a chance," Mila replied coldly.
Expect Hugo to make money and pay her back? She might as well expect pigs to fly! Asking for money in front of others only to be rejected left Hugo flushed with embarrassment.
He grew desperate, "Sis! Just helpthis once. Charlotte is already pregnant with my child. Once we're married, I promise I won't bother you again." Mila was at a loss for words dealing with this fool blinded by love.
Unmoved, she retorted, "When have you ever kept your word with me?" "And never cagain?" "You're already a black hole swallowing everything, and now you want to marry someone like that? How could that possibly end well?" "If you dare to clooking foragain, I'll assyou're asking for a beating!" She slammed her hand on the table, causing the fruit knife on it to tremble.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHugo instinctively stepped back, but the thought of Charlotte's tearful face made him grit his teeth and persist, "Sis, consider it a favor." "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have escaped from home, gone to college, or met your wealthy, wonderful husband. You owe your good fortune to me. Without me, would you have what you do today?" "Consider it repaying a debt..." Before he could finish, a fruit knife flew past his face, its blade grazing his cheek with chilling proximity, leaving him frozen and pale.
Mila clenched her fist, restraining a low growl, "Get out!" Why did she run away back then?
Because those so-called family members wanted to sell her off to swealthy middle- iddle-aged-man right after she graduated high school and got accepted into Northpoint University. All to secure Hugo's future, ensuring he'd be well-supported and carefree. He was one of the sources of her youthful torment and had no right to speak such words!
Back then, thanks to a moment of softness from Hugo, her escape had been smoother. At the time, she didn't resent him as much, blaming her parents for their bias, believing her brother still had sdecency.
After graduating and finding success, she helped Hugo on several om occasions turning a blind eye to his constant demands for money, offering only a few scolding words. But Hugo had finally exhausted what little affection remained between them. "Don't ever letsee you again." Mila's face was emotionless, her eyes brimming with suppressed hatred and deep-seated disgust, yet her tone remained eerily calm.
"My patience with you is completely gone, Hugo."
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