Chapter 1300 The Real Husband


    The man following them was Garrett, who was supposedly in Barnes. Evan, his assistant, was with


    him. The two peeked behind the shelves, keeping a safe but close enough distance from Laney.


    Seeing Laney and Ianughing and chatting made Garrett''s blood boil. "This bastard has some


    fucking nerve to try and seduce my wife while I''m not around. I''ll kill him!"


    He had already unbuttoned his cuffs, rolling up the sleeves and heading straight to Ian.


    Evan pulled him back from his blind rage. "Boss, don''t forget the n. We''re here to keep watch


    over Mrs. Harding. If you go out now, we''ll be discovered," the assistant reasoned.


    Evan''s persuasion did little to quell Garrett''s fury. Still seething, he gritted his teeth and snapped,


    "What''s the point of it now? Look at him! He''s doing as he pleases. Anyone who sees them together


    would naturally assume that he''s Laney''s husband! Even my daughter has almost recognized him


    as her father. He''s taking my family away from me, and you''re telling me to just keep watching?"


    The thinly-veiled hurt that bled out of his voice struck Evan, catching him off-guard. For a moment,


    he was speechless, but he quickly recovered and went straight to trying to convince Garrett again.


    "You have to bear it for now. If you mess things up here, you''ll lose a lot more. Boss, you came here


    to make up with your wife. Letting your anger get the best of you would just jeopardize your


    chances."


    That finally seemed to get through to Garrett. His body rxed, losing some of its tension.


    Evan was right. He had no right to demand anything when it was his own fault things became this


    way. He had many things to atone for, and he was a long way from getting back Laney''s love.


    Still, it didn''t change the fact that he was pissed. His wife was here, smiling at another man while he


    hid like some damned coward.


    "What the hell should I do then? I have to do something. I can''t just stand here while that bastard


    steals her away."


    Garrett felt like a fish out of water. He had never had any problems with women. If anything, they


    were the ones who kept flocking to him. He didn''t have to lift a finger to get a woman to sumb to


    him.


    But this was an entirely different thing. He had angered his wife, and nothing he did worked to earn


    her forgiveness. And now he was forced to watch as some bastard tried to flirt with Laney right in


    front of him. No man would be able to stay calm in this situation.


    Apart from that, something in his gut told him it had been Ian who had sent the divorce agreement


    and the wedding ring to him. It told Garrett everything he needed to know. That man had impure


    motives towards Laney.


    This realization made him feel all the more restless.


    Meanwhile, Evan''s eyes were furrowed in deep thought, trying toe up with a n.


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    The loud p beside him made him jolt. Garrett had pped his hands together and said, "Evan, go


    rent a house next to Laney''s. This is not going to be an easy and quick battle by any means, and


    I''m staying here for as long as it takes to win her back."


    Evan''s face fell at his boss'' directive. "Boss, you still have the Harding Group to think of. The


    company wouldn''t function without you," he reminded Garrett.


    Garrett answered with a re that radiated menace, "My wife is about to leave me, and you want


    me to think of the Harding Group? Getting Laney and my daughter back is my top priority. To hell


    with anything else."


    As they two talked, Laney and Ian were almost done with shopping.


    Garrett rushed to the register to carry out his n.


    "Here is thirty grands," he said as he pulled out a check and handed it to the cashier. "Could you


    please tell thedy with the child that they won a promo and everything they''re buying today is free


    of charge?"


    The cashier shot him with a stern look and refused, "I''m sorry, I can''t ept this check. I have no


    guarantee that this isn''t fake."


    Garrett''s eyes widened in disbelief, and he pushed the check nearer the reluctant staff''s face. "Look


    closely. It''s from the Harding Group. This is 100% a legitimate check, I can assure you."


    Hesitantly, the cashier took the check and found no anomalies. It seemed to be genuine. However,


    she didn''t take her chances and remained skeptical. "Why are you doing this? Thedy that you''ve


    pointed out looks like she''s married. You''re not trying to get between her and her husband, are


    you?"


    Garrett couldn''t almost believe his ears. He was so angry that his face twisted into harsh lines


    before he burst out, "That bastard is by no means her husband! I''m her real husband! Alright?"


    The cashier looked at Garrett with even more suspicion in her eyes.


    Taking a deep breath, he calmed himself down and began to plead, "I''m telling the truth. I''m her


    husband. But the two of us fought, and she left our home with our child. She probably wouldn''t


    ept anything from me if I gave it to her myself, so I had no choice but to try this."


    As he finished speaking, he took out a photo of himself and Laney, showing it to the cashier.


    The cashier finally believed him after seeing proof.


    She let out a sigh and said, "Alright. I''ll help you out."