Chapter 342


    “You will benefit from helping me crush Carson Boyer. Hispany is rtivelyrge. After ruining him,


    you can take over hispany and make your wealth.”


    “That reason of yours is quite ridiculous. First of all, I have no reason to help you. Second, taking over


    anotherpany is not a one-word affair. Besides, you’re still his wife, so don’t forget that half of his


    “I am not at all interested in hispany or wealth. If anyone helps me, I am willing to do


    anything!” This statement came from the bottom of my heart. I never thought of using his money in the


    five years I’ve been married to him, much less now.


    “Are you willing to do anything? He is sure?” Suddenly Eric looked at me.


    Without thinking twice, I resolutely replied: “Of course!”


    “You really are a totally stupid woman who doesn’t know how to respect and love herself. I am really


    disappointed that you would degrade yourself for such a man!” Eric exploded abruptly before turning on


    his heel and walking away.


    Baffled as to why he lost control, I stood there in stunned silence for some time before my mind kicked


    in and I ran after him. He was walking at a brisk pace, so I had to run after him before I caught up with


    him in the car. On the way back, he was silent and didn’t say a word. A little depressed inside, I wasn’t


    in the mood to talk either. If I’d known his emotions were so vtile, I wouldn’t have said so much. Look


    what happened now! All my efforts were in vain; now it’s an empty dream to wait for your help.


    When the car pulled up in front of my house, Eric unlocked the car door and let me out. Glimpsing his


    disgruntled expression, I didn’t give him a break either, just mumbled a ‘bye’ before turning around and


    walking into the house. Likewise, he did not dy and immediately fled.


    I entered the house in mild dismay. When I got to the courtyard, I could hear my dad’sughter – from


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    the living room. Looks like he’s in a good mood today. Opening the door, I saw Dn sitting with my


    dad


    at home, ying chess. They both stopped when they saw I was back, turning their gazes to me.


    “Why do you look so downcast?” my father asked.


    “It is not me.” I approached them and sat down.


    “Is it because you didn’t eat enough during dinner?” Dn asked jokingly.


    “How did you know that?” I asked instead. I really hadn’t been sated over dinner tonight. I was


    depressed after being mocked by Eric and I didn’t even eat much of the food I ordered, so now that


    Dn mentioned it, a pang of hunger really hit me. “I’m going to look for some food in the kitchen. You


    two continue with your game.


    “There are no leftovers tonight, and Mrs. Fant has gone home, so you will have to cook yourself


    something,” said my father.


    “Oh, so troublesome? Forget it then. I will consider it as a diet.”


    Hearing this, Dn burst outughing. “It’s okay, you don’t need to cook. How about I invite you to


    dinner?”


    “I’m toozy to move.”


    “You don’t need to move. You just need to go with me and eat.”


    “You should go. It’s still early now, and that will save you the trouble of looking for food in the middle of


    the night when you get hungry,” my father coaxed.


    “With the weather now, eating grilled kebabs and drinking beer is the greatest pleasure in life!” Dn


    deliberately eximed.


    “Okay, you don’t have to tempt me. I’m not going to work tomorrow, so I’m going to be mad at you this


    time.”


    So I went out with Dn. After we got into the car, Dn asked, “Did Mr. Hawkins said you went out to


    dinner. Why didn’t you eat enough? Did something happen?”