Chapter 6


    Chapter 6


    “Well, poor me. My husband doesn’t even know my true character after two years of marriage,” Cynthia


    blurted out.


    Joshua was speechless yet again.


    Was she really not satisfied unless she provoked him?


    “Let’s go home.” He loosened his tie, grabbed her purse, and held her wrist as he walked out.


    Cynthia hesitated.


    Joshua paused as well.


    Both of their gazesnded simultaneously on the purse in Joshua’s hand. Did he mistake her for


    Jayleen? That was Cynthia’s first thought.


    Without further exnation, Joshua strode out quickly.


    This scene was witnessed by Jayleen, who was in the hospital room. The gentleness on her face


    vanished, and she did not even care about the red marks her nails left on her palms as her hands


    gripped each other hard.


    In a moment, the door to the hospital room opened.


    Jayleen’s friend walked in, voicing her confusion, “Didn’t Cynthia hire someone to hit you? Why is Mr.


    Neal still…”


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    “It wasn’t her.” Jayleen furrowed her brows.


    At first, she thought Cynthia was behind the incident, as Cynthia might be worried that she was taking


    her ce. However, judging by Cynthia’s reaction earlier, things were


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    not that simple.


    Joshua had arrived at a simr conclusion.


    After the driver picked them up, Joshua pulled Cynthia into the back seat with him. Before he could talk


    about today’s events, Mr. Cheyne called, providing an update on the situation. “Mr. Neal, I’ve looked


    into the IP address. The ount’s login IP address isn’t in Jiverton.”


    “I see.” Joshua’s eyes darkened.


    At that moment, his phone felt incredibly heavy in his hand. He knew he had wronged Cynthia.


    A mix of emotions filled him as he nced at the person leaning against the car window. Sunlight


    streamed through the half–lowered window, casting a glow on her face, where he could faintly see the


    fine fuzz. At this moment, she seemed to have shed her earlier confrontational demeanor and had


    reverted to the gentle, well–behaved person she used to be.


    “Cynthia,” he called her, and his handsome face tinged with a hint of remorse.


    Cynthia had overheard the phone conversation and replied nonchntly, “Mr. Neal, please don’t tell me


    you’re about to apologize to me.”


    Joshua was at a loss for words. Why could she not just talk to him properly?


    “Just because the IP address isn’t in Jiverton doesn’t mean I didn’t have her harmed. What if I called


    someone else and had them bribe the driver responsible for the ident?” Cynthia said lightly, but her


    words wereced with mockery.


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    Joshua knew she was just trying to provoke him. He wanted to apologize, but the words just would not


    come out. After much consideration, he finally managed to say, “I know it wasn’t you.”


    He reasoned that if she had indeed been responsible, she would not be so calmly discussing the


    matter, let alone analyzing the evidence.


    “Sure,” was all Cynthia said. She didn’t even bother to engage with him.


    Joshua was puzzled. ‘That’s it? Just a ‘sure‘?‘ Hoping to put an end to the matter and remembering the


    harsh words he had exchanged with her in the parking lot and hospital room, he took out a Centurion


    card and handed it to her. “This is my main bank card. If you’re upset, feel free to use it as you please.


    “Fine,” Cynthia replied as she took the card.


    Joshua was taken aback by her brisk response, seemingly not expecting her to agree so readily.


    Suddenly, Cynthia’s voice rang out again, asking for more.


    “Where are the other cards?” she inquired.


    Joshua, feeling a chill creeping over him, asked, “What other cards?”


    “In light of your indecent conduct at the hospital, I want you to hand over all your cards as a precaution.


    I’ll return them on the day we divorce,” Cynthia said with an unreadable tone.


    The driver could not believe what he was hearing, and neither could Joshua.


    “Are you unwilling to do so?” Cynthia challenged him.


    “Watch yourself.” Joshua replied, bing angrier as the atmosphere in the car grew tense, “Today’s


    mishap was due to my poor judgment, but if your behavior these past few days hadn’t been so different


    from before, I wouldn’t have made such a mistake.”


    Cynthia was incredulous. Was he ming her?


    “Is that so?” she asked.


    “Yes,” Joshua confirmed.


    “Even without the contrast, you would have doubted me without hesitation when you learned about


    Jayleen’s ident and saw those chat logs, wouldn’t you?” Cynthia asserted with conviction.


    Joshua wanted to argue, but he found that her statement was not entirely wrong.


    Cynthia tossed the card back at him, and her mood clearly irked. She could not understand why she


    was so upset over someone so insignificant, especially when she already knew that Jayleen held the


    number one spot in Joshua’s heart.


    Caught off guard by the card hitting him, Joshua could not even get a word in before Cynthia’s voice


    rang out again. However, this time, her words were not meant for him.


    “Mr. Walters, please drop me off at the next intersection,” she


    said.


    “Alright,” Mr. Walters replied.


    Joshua, still feeling the chill, asked in a heavy voice, “What are


    you going to do?”


    “I’m going to buy some walnuts to improve my brain function, “Cynthia replied, having regained most of


    herposure. She used the most nonchnt tone to deliver the most provocative statement. “Just in


    case being brainless turns out to be


    contagious.


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    Joshua was infuriated. He had never realized before that this woman could be so adept at subtly


    insulting people.


    “Just keep driving. Don’t stop,” he ordered.


    Mr. Walters, of course, obeyed his young master’smand, and the car continued on its way toward


    Sovereign Heights. Joshua’s chest felt tight, and any guilt he had felt toward Cynthia evaporated at that


    moment.


    Half an hourter, the car pulled up smoothly in front of the house. Before Joshua could get out,


    Cynthia had already grabbed her bag, opened the car door, and headed inside. By the time he reached


    the living room, Cynthia had retreated to the bedroom.


    He knew she was going in to change her clothes, so he waited


    there for her.


    Ten minutester, Cynthia emerged wearing casual clothes. Her thin bangs fell loosely over her face,


    making her look even more delicate and petite. She did not seem surprised to see Joshua still there,


    knowing full well why he had stayed.


    “At six this afternoon, we’ll go to the old vi. Pack your things in advance, and I’ll have Mr. Walters


    pick you up,‘ Joshua announced after she had settled down on the sofa.


    Cynthia picked up the remote control and turned on the


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    television. “I’m not going.


    “Cynthia!”


    “You’re the one who broke the agreement first; you can’t me me for this,” she shot back.


    “Get your priorities straight. Which do you think is more important: shopping with you or Jayleen’s life?”


    Joshua said, feeling increasingly estranged from her.


    Cynthia switched to a variety show. Just hearing the name‘ Jayleen‘ made her head ache. Up until


    today, she had always thought of Jayleen as a gentle and charming person who had a soothing smile,


    the girl–next–door. However, she never


    imagined Jayleen to be a low–level and deceitful individual. It was disillusioning.


    “Obviously, shopping is more important,” Cynthia replied to his question.


    Joshua’s eyes grew colder, and his words came out angrier.” Are you trying to provoke me?”


    Cynthia did not respond.


    “If you want to get that divorce settlement, you’d better cooperate. If you really make me angry, you


    won’t get a single cent,” Joshua warned, and his patience was wearing thin.