Chapter 600 Coffee


    Fannie took the coffee cup from rk and put it under her nose. She was a little suspicious of rk''s


    sudden generosity. She didn''t want to take any risk. So smelled the coffee before sipping and squinted


    her eyes. The smell seemed legit to her. "Oh, this coffee smells wonderful, Dad. Thank you."


    "You don''t have to thank me, Fannie. It''s fine." rk took a quick look at the coffee before saying,


    "Fannie, drink the coffee quickly before it gets cold. It won''t taste good if it''s cold."


    "Yeah, right." Fannie didn''t hesitate anymore and drank the coffee without thinking too much.


    "If you want some more, I can make it for you." rk was delighted seeing Jill and her daughter drink


    the coffee without a fuss.


    "No. It''s enough for the night. We''re going to bed now." Fannie yawned.


    "That''s right. rk. You should go to bed too and take rest. Charles mighte to our house tomorrow


    morning. So, let''s get a good sleep before we wee him," Jill said.


    Fannie let out a giggle and said proudly, "To be more exact, the three of us should be ready to wee


    the money tomorrow morning."


    "You''re right," Jill agreed.


    Noticing the greed in Jill and Fannie''s eyes, rk felt disgusted. He realized how blind he had been in


    the past. He fell in love with such a snobbish woman like Jill.


    How unlucky he was to have a daughter like Fannie whose only interest was based on money!


    "Dad, what''s wrong?" Fannie asked as she noticed rk standing there stiffly.


    "Uh...it''s nothing." rk returned to his senses hastily. "I was just thinking that what if Charles would


    give us twenty million. He is rich, isn''t he?"


    "Dad, you''re thinking too much. Although, I like your idea. If we get more money from Charles, I can


    buy another luxury car." Fannie joined her palms together excitedly and gushed.


    "Don''t think too much. As we have decided, we can still receive money from Charles in the future. But


    for now, let''s get our hands on the ten million dors from Charles tomorrow," Jill saidzily. She


    yawned and added, "I''m feeling sleepy. rk, go back to your room. We''ll talk tomorrow."


    "Honey, you want me to leave? But, I''m your husband. Don''t you want me?" rk asked with feigned


    grievance.


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    "No. Mother will apany me tonight because we need to guard the household register. Dad, you''ll


    have to wait until tomorrow to get mother back. I''m sorry." Saying so, Fannie took out the household


    register under her pillow and kissed it hard.


    As if she had already got the ten million on her hand.


    "Well then, I''ll go sleep by myself tonight," rk said, pretending to be helpless of the arrangement.


    "rk, you can''tin on the matter of whether I''ll apany you or not," Jill chided.


    "I..." rk felt his heart breaking in two by Jill''s harsh words. Since he had his stroke, it was difficult for


    him to satisfy Jill in terms of sex. But he couldn''t help it.


    Jill was not an obedient woman. It was already a relief for him that Jill didn''t betray him given that the


    Ning family was not as prosperous as before.


    But what rk didn''t know was that Jill already did so in secret.


    "Well, Dad! Don''t talk too much now. Go back to your room and sleep. Let us sleep in peace as well.


    I''m feeling sleepy." A burst of sleepiness washed over Fannie as she urged impatiently.


    "Okay then. Good night. I''m leaving," rk answered before turning and leaving the room.


    He closed the door after him.


    The only sound resonated throughout the corridor was of wheelchair wheels rubbing against the


    ground. It sounded lonely and sad.


    "Mom, sometimes I feel sorry for Dad," Fannie muttered.


    "Huh! Don''t you feel sorry for me? I''m now living a life simr to a widow!" Jill asked angrily.


    Fannie shook her head and said in a low voice, "No Mom. I didn''t mean that." She paused for a


    moment before asking, "Mom, where is your toy boy? Do you still keep in touch with him?"


    "How do you know about him?" Jill had always been very cautious about her whereabouts. Then how


    did Fannie find out that she was dating with a toy boy?


    Fannie looked at the shocked face of Jill and smiled slyly.


    "Mom, we have been living under the same roof. Besides, I know your living habits for so many years.


    In the past, after dinner, you would go to y cards with otherdies. Usually, you used toe back


    at about half past ten. But in thest six months, your habit has changed. You''re going out to y cards


    in a different time. And youing backte. Sometimes you''re staying out all night. It happened


    several times. Whenever I asked you, you always gave the same answer that you''re addicted to


    ying cards and couldn''t control yourself,"


    Fannie exined, rubbing her eyes.


    Jill didn''t expect Fannie to notice all of this. She felt embarrassed that her face turned red and pale.


    After all, it was not a glorious thing to go out to y with a toy boy. Moreover, now her daughter knew it,


    how could Jill not be ashamed?


    But Jill got over her shamefulness soon and then asked angrily, "Fannie, have you been following me?"


    Jill remembered that once she took a taxi to the hotel where her toy boy was waiting for her. When she


    got out of the car, she suddenly found a white BMW rushing past her. The BMW looked familiar at that


    time. Now she realized, it was indeed Fannie''s car.


    It wasn''t a coincidence. Fannie indeed had been following her.


    Fannie burst intoughter watching Jill''s expression. "I thought you''re only ying with him for fun and


    it''s temporary. I didn''t expect you to hold on till now."


    "Fannie, how can youugh at me? Are you not aware of your disabled father? Aren''t you being so


    cruel to me?" Jill asked, slightly dejected.


    "I know, Mom. That''s why I feel sorry for Dad. But Mom, if Dad learns about it, what would you do?"


    Fannie asked, looking at the door vigntly.


    Jill snorted and waved her hand dismissively. "Even if he knows it, what he can do? If he had the ability,


    I wouldn''t have gone out looking for other men. If he couldn''t do it, then he''d just have to endure it."


    "Mom, you''re smart. I should take lessons from you. I won''t let Caspar bully me. I don''t even know if he


    is dead or alive in jail," said Fannie.


    Caspar couldn''t be associated with the term of husband. He was more like her enemy.


    "You''d better divorce him as soon as possible and look for a rich husband like Charles when you are


    young," Jill suggested.


    Fannie''s eyes suddenly widened as she eximed, "Mom, I almost forget. Do you still remember


    Joseph? He''s Charles'' cousin. I heard that he has recently divorced with Daisy and is shooting now. It


    seems that he is really popr among young girls."


    "Why are you suddenly talking about him? Do you have a crush on him?" Jill asked with a hint of


    excitement.