Chapter 73


    When they arrived at the door, Josephine was holding her son in her arms. Andrew''s hands were


    empty, and he didn''t seem apologetic at all. It seemed as if he didn''t think it was a big deal that he had


    hit Josephinest night.


    "Did you meet Coralie''s husband yesterday?"


    Andrew asked as he walked, hands in his pockets.


    "Yes."


    Josephine was carrying the baby. She only wore pajamas and a jacket brought by Andrew. Her legs


    were cold because of the wind.


    "How is he? He must be an old man. Although she is very good-looking, she is a secondhand woman


    after all. How can there be a man who epts her in this manner?"


    "No, her husband came to pick me upst night. He is very young and handsome."


    Back when Josephine was in school, her eyes were fixed on Andrew every day. She did not pay too


    much attention to other men, and she did not know Skr.


    "Very handsome? Impossible!" Andrew didn''t believe it. "Could it be that rich people are not smart?


    With so much money, why doesn''t he find a young and beautiful virgin? Why would he find a second-


    hand product?"


    "Perhaps he doesn''t think like this."


    "Of course, he would. I know some famous streamers. They earn tens of thousands of dors a


    month.They change women every day. Each of them is more beautiful than the previous one."


    Seeing that he was so excited about this, Josephine also felt ufortable. She looked at Andrew, the


    man who had been with her for so many years, and she could not help asking, "Then, if you have


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    money, will you..."


    When she asked him this, Andrew immediately became quiet. After a while, he turned around, patted


    her on the shoulders and said, "Look, we have a child. What else can I think about?"


    Andrew knew that he was only paid a few hundred dors a month. Now, he was relying on


    Josephine''s money to support the family. He couldn''t afford to offend her now.


    "Well, I saw Coralie talking to her husband quite politely yesterday."


    Josephine let down her guard and said this to Andrew casually.


    Andrew was intrigued by this statement. "I knew it, how could a person like her marry a rich man? She


    is really a mistress, right? Haha, I want to find the wife of the man and threaten Coralie to lend money


    to us."


    Josephine was frightened and she regretted what she said just now. "Don''t do this. Coralie can''t be


    such a person. It was Howard who betrayed her first. If you do this, I won''t give you any pocket


    money!"


    "Okay, okay, okay. Don''t be angry. I won''t borrow money from her, okay?" When Andrew heard that she


    wouldn''t give him any money, he was so scared that he apologized in a hurry.


    On the second floor of the vi, Coralie stood at the window of the bedroom. She watched Josephine,


    who was beaten up yesterday, walk away. Josephine was wearing thin clothes and carrying the baby.


    Andrew just walked forward empty-handed. She let out a long sigh.


    There was a saying that a woman''s marriage was her second life. In a sense, this was true.


    It was really a pity that Josephine, who used to be so beautiful, turned out to have such a pathetic


    married life.


    ......


    In the afternoon, the part-time servant who worked at Skr''s house arrived. This was the first time


    Coralie had seen her. She was very surprised that this woman was only in herte twenties. She


    seemed to be just a few years older than Coralie.


    Skr mentioned before that her name was Helena Wilson.


    When she came in and noticed Coralie, she said in a respectful manner, "Hello, Madam."


    "Hello, you don''t have to call me Madam. My name is Coralie."


    Coralie didn''t think that she was the hostess of this house, and she also thought that she couldn''t bear


    this title.


    As it was inconvenient for Coralie to walk around, she was afraid of causing trouble for Helena.


    Therefore, Coralie sat on the sofa without moving.


    "Oh."


    Helena looked at Coralie and she noticed that she was wearing a set of ordinary two-piece pajamas


    made of cotton. Her hair was loose and she had no makeup. She didn''t look like a stunning and


    charming beauty.


    Moreover, before this, Skr lived alone in this house. In the blink of an eye, there was already a


    hostess, and she seemed to be only a little better than Helena. Helena was somewhat unconvinced.


    However, she didn''t express this out loud. She went on toplete the chores. In less than three


    hours, she cleaned up the whole house. Even the sheets were reced. Then, she went downstairs.


    "Thank you for the hard work."


    Coralie said politely when she saw Helenaing down.


    "I''ve gotten used to it every week," Helena answered casually and went to the kitchen to pour herself a


    ss of water to drink.


    She came out with the water and looked at Coralie who was still sitting on the sofa, watching TV.


    Coralie seemed pampered andfortable. Helena suddenly said, "I really envy you for having such a


    nice life. After marrying Mr. Hond, you don''t even have to work. You can just watch TV at home every


    day."


    Coralie didn''t expect Helena to say this, but she obviously felt the hostility from her. "I have a job. I


    injured my leg. I''m just resting for a few days at home."


    "I''m sure you work just for fun,not for money,right?"


    Coralie wasn''t sure if Helena''s tone of voice was jealousy or admiration.


    Helena remembered that when she came here in the past, she would asionally bump into Skr.


    Skr was very polite to her, and she could not help imagining herself as Mrs. Hond.


    However, Coralie''s presence obviously shattered Helena''s dreams.


    "At least I''m willing to go to work."


    Coralie looked at her and understood that no matter what she said now, Helena would think that she


    was after Skr''s money and waszy to work.


    Although it was true that Skr and Coralie were together because of her family''s need for money, she


    did not dare to bezy and do nothing.


    After all, it would be hard to say what would happen in the future since she still had such a long journey


    in life.


    "Well, you''re different from me, Madam."


    Helena put down the cup. Although she addressed Coralie respectfully, her tone was unpleasant.


    Coralie thought that Helena would leave soon, so she took her cell phone to check information on


    ounting examinations. When she was in college, she majored in ounting, but she only had a


    basic ounting certification. Given her age andck of qualifications, manypanies would not


    ept her. If she wanted a better life in the future, it would be best for her to get an additional


    professional certificate.


    She could at least start with being an assistant for an ounting executive.


    Seeing that Coralie was ignoring her, Helena drank some water and changed her shoes. She was


    ready to leave.


    At this moment, Skr pushed the door open and came in.


    "Mr. Hond!"


    Helena''s eyes lit up when she saw Skr.


    "Oh, you''re leaving?"


    Skr''s attitude toward Helena had always been good, mainly because she worked quickly and took


    good care of the house.


    "Yes, Mr. Hond, you''re back. If you don''t mind, I''ll make dinner for you today."


    In the past, when Helena bumped into Skr asionally when he came home early, she would make


    dinner for him.


    "Sure, my wife sprained her ankle today."


    Skr thought that it would be inconvenient for Coralie to cook since she was injured. That was why he


    epted Helena''s offer.


    Hearing Skr''s words, Helena felt a little ufortable deep down, but she quickly changed her


    shoes and said, "Leave it to me. You and Mrs. Hond can get some rest."