While he stood in the elevator, Connor, being in his fifties, sensed that Aida now looked down on him


    and no longer cared about him as much as before.


    As he rode home on his motorcycle, he nearly ran into a car and ended up crashing to the ground


    himself. Seeing that, a young man arrogantly scolded him through the car window, “Learn how to ride a


    bike, you old geezer!”


    Connor went dumbfounded all at once. All of a sudden, he recalled that when he still drove a Bentley,


    he was respected everywhere he went, and now, he had fallen to the point where he was scolded for


    riding a motorcycle. In an instant, the contrast struck him and rendered him distressed and filled with


    regret.


    If he had taken care of Ellen and shared the money with her back then, he wouldn’t have ended up in


    this situation. If his wife and daughter hadn’t spent the money frivolously and exercised a little restraint,


    they would at least have some money left.


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    After crawling up from the ground, he patted. the dirt off his clothes and lifted his motorcycle off the


    ground before heading home. Once he returned, Olivia scurried over and demanded, “Why are you


    always sote? What have you been doing?”


    Looking at her hideous, revolting expression, Connor boiled with anger and roared, “What I do is none


    of your business!” Olivia was taken aback by the fact that he dared to raise his voice at her.


    “Connor, I can’t believe you dared to yell at me. It’s just my luck that I decided to stay with you!” Saying


    that, she mmed the door shut and locked herself in her room to sob.


    Connor slumped on a chair, realizing that life really was rough now that he was strapped for cash.


    It was half past eleven when Ellen finished her shower and returned to her room. As her phone was


    switched off, she read a book to pass time, and as she was reading, she gradually grew drowsy.


    After she drifted off to sleep, al nightmare suddenly haunted her. In her dream, it was as if there was an


    evil ghost that she couldn’t get rid of, appearing in every corner of her room.


    Ellen woke up with a start. When she opened her eyes and nced at the rm clock by her bed, it


    was exactly one in the morning. She instantly hugged herself close, a strong panic she had never felt


    before shrouding her, and once her fearful thoughts began, she couldn’t drive them away.


    Feeling as if she was going to lose her mind if she didn’t find an outlet, Ellen yanked the door open and


    ran hurriedly in the direction of the master bedroom. When she arrived, she found that the door was


    ajar, and the inside was dimly lit.


    At that point, shepletely disregarded. the boundaries she should be keeping and stepped inside.


    However, upon seeing the man on the gray bed, she was shocked. He’s not asleep yet, and is still


    working?


    “Y-You haven’t slept?” she asked sheepishly. “I was waiting for you.” Jared smiled in reply having


    expected that she would end up looking for himter that night out of fear.


    Ellen blinked, the courage she had just mustered to barge into his room dissipating into thin air as she


    flushed red, not knowing if she should enter. “Come here.” He shifted his body, generously sharing his


    bed by leaving arge space for her to sleep on.


    Ellen swallowed. Frankly speaking, she didn’t. want to stay alone in her room now. Over the past two


    days, she had been highly tense and couldn’t even sleep soundly as she kept having nightmares. All


    she wanted now was a good night’s sleep, and the only way she could do that was to stay by this


    man’s side.


    She bit her lips and looked at his soft bed that was tempting her intensely under the light. With a gulp,


    she took a step toward the bed and asked in a small voice, “Won’t I bother you?”


    “In that case, you can sleep on my bed, and I’l sleep on the couch.” At that, he lifted his sheets and got


    off the bed. Although he was d in sleepwear, his figure was still as alluring as ever.


    “No, no, you take the bed, and I’ll sleep on the couch,” Ellen refused. She did not dare to chase the


    owner of the house away, and she was more than willing to sleep on his couch anyway.


    Jared raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure you want to sleep on the couch?”


    Ellen nodded, thinking that sleeping on the couch was the best choice for her. She headed outside to


    retrieve her nket and soon returned with it in her hands. Jared’srge couch was just as warm as a


    bed.