Contract Marriage With The Disabled CEO By Woody Rain Chapter 21


    Chapter 21


    “Why?” Betty frowned. “You don’t want me to be here, do you? If so, you can transfer me to another


    department. Then we both can feel at ease.”


    “Are you saying that I don’t want to see you?” Jeffrey suddenly sneered and leaned back. “Betty, you


    are wrong. Do you really believe that it is a coincidence that I work here?”


    Betty turned pale. “What do you mean?”


    Jeffrey suddenly got up, grabbed something on the table, and threw it on Betty’s face.


    Betty looked down and found that it was a special column of her interviewing Kerwin with her name in


    it.


    “Betty, I came to work here on purpose after I saw your name.” Jeffrey said word by word and came


    closer to Betty. “If you leave, I can’t revenge myself on you. You betrayed me two years ago.”


    Shuddering all over, Betty looked up and met Jeffrey’s eyes directly. His eyes were dark, full of hatred.


    Only then did she finally understand that Jeffrey hated her.


    Biting her lip to hold back her tears, Betty asked in a low voice, “Jeffrey, what should I do to get your


    approval?”


    “Maybe I should ask you what I can do to keep you here.” Jeffrey walked toward her steadily. “Should I


    give you more money? After all, you love money the most.”


    Betty’s fingers kept shaking because of Jeffrey’s humiliation, but he still didn’t let her go easily.


    “Answer me, Betty. How much money will keep you here?” Jeffrey raised his voice, “Or your


    department transfer is just an excuse for more sry in the first ce. Otherwise, if you don’t want to


    see me, you may just resign.”


    Betty was speechless.


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    She couldn’t tell Jeffrey that she needed the sry for her mother’s treatment in the hospital. She


    couldn’t afford to lose this job.


    “What? Am I right?” Betty’s silencepletely irritated Jeffrey. “Betty, do you like money so much that


    you can do anything, even providing sexual services? Well, in that case, you may be my mistress for


    the sake of our love two years ago.”


    Betty was shocked and looked up at Jeffrey in disbelief.


    “Oh, are you going to ept it?” Jeffrey sneered. “You’ve been engaging in this dirty business even


    after you got married, right? I am better than some disgusting old man after all. Don’t worry, I’m not the


    poor boy years ago. I can give you everything you want.”


    Hearing this, Betty suddenly felt sick.


    She never expected that Jeffrey, whom she once loved deeply, would disgust her so much.


    “Jeffrey,” she finally opened her mouth. “Don’t worry. Even if I love money, I’m not interested in your


    money at all.”


    After that, Betty quickly walked out of his office without a single look back at him.


    Rushing to the bathroom stall, Betty finally couldn’t bear it. She copsed on the toilet lid and wept.


    Her life changedpletely two years ago.


    But she was the victim. How came Jeffrey hated her?


    Just as Betty suffered a breakdown, her phone in her pocket suddenly rang.


    Betty tried to hold back her tears. When she saw the caller ID, her eyes became gloomy and cold


    again.


    She answered the phone in a cold voice, “What do you want?”


    “Betty, how dare you talk to your father so rudely?” It was Roger at the other end of the line, sounded


    quite angry.


    “I am always rude,” Betty sounded a bit impatient. “You won’t call me for nothing. Tell me, what do you


    want?”


    I


    “Your sister is getting married soon,” Roger said directly. “If you are free, go home and have dinner.


    Meet your brother-inw.”


    “Home?” Betty said ironically. “Father, that’s not my home.”


    “Betty, watch your manners!” Roger raised his voice. “Your sister is not marrying some ordinary man.


    He is the young master of the Martin family! All our family members will have dinner together. You must


    come home tomorrow night!”


    Then he hung up the phone.


    Still holding her phone in her hand, Betty frowned slightly.


    Emily would marry the young master of the Martin family,


    No wonder Emily wanted Betty to go home. Emily was about to show off her good fiance.


    Although Betty knew it very well, she had to go home. If not, her father would bawl at her angrily.


    Finally, Betty decided to go home for a dinner.