Ex-Husband’s Endless Pestering

Chapter 44

Chapter 44

It was early in the morning.

Josie was woken up by a phone call. “Hello?”

“Josie, our director wants to personally give you a promotion and a raise. When will you be coming back to work!” Lydia’s tone was persuasive.

Josie’s drowsiness subsided a little as she listened to that. For the past few days, she had been particularly sleepy.

Josie rubbed her forehead and felt a sense of irony.

Prior to that, simply because of some words from Ashley’s manager, Dahon Corporation had fired her regardless of her years of efforts in the company. Yet, owing to her ties with Henry, they began to fawn over her.

“Lydia, no need. Since I’ve already been fired, I won’t go back.” Josie sat up on the bed. She had a bad headache.

“Josie, it was a misunderstanding. You see, the director made that call himself, so I think maybe you could do the company a favor. Besides, the salary adjustment and benefits that would be offered to you really look promising. It’s not wise to say no to money, don’t you think?”

Josie froze for a moment. To be honest, she wavered.

She was strapped for cash, so she needed a large amount of money.

In the end, Josie still chose to turn down the offer. ‘I’m sorry, Lydia. I can’t go back to the company.”

She thought, “Dignity and honor are all that mattered, after all”

To think that she had been so lowly for loving Henry for ten years, she could not imagine still relying on him to get an advantage at work.

Lydia wanted to say something more, but Josie had already hung up the phone.

Josie leaped up from the bed and entered the bathroom. Looking at herself in the mirror, she noticed that her face was pale, making her seem more miserable than ever.

The marks on her neck had not subsided. Those vivid fingerprints only served to remind Josie that Henry wanted her dead that fateful night.

It was then that a knock sounded on the door.

Josie returned to her senses and forced herself to hold back her tears.

Putting on a high–collar sweater, Josie glanced at the time. “Why is he here so early?” she muttered to herself.

Outside the door was Samuel carrying breakfast in his hands.

workers were here early, so I came to visit.” Samuel

Josie smiled. “Come in.”

always liked the roast beef sandwich at Cutvine Alley. You haven’t changed your preference, have you?” Samuel pur the

little startled, for she was amazed by the fact that Samuel actually remembered what she liked to eat. “I

taste had remained the same for the last

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never had any of those sandwiches ever since she tied the knot with

because Henry

with a

was still not over

then, yet another knock

first, Samuel thought that it was the construction workers. He opened the door, only to find Henry standing outside with some fresh greens in his

said, “What are you doing here?”

his vibe became solemn the second he

room and approached

did not realize what was going

the ingredients on the

She did not

she expect Henry to barge in with some ingredients and

one pampered person,” she secretly

brought a bunch of ingredients and came to another person’s home in the

don’t eat out.” Henry furrowed his brows at

you deserve to starve to death. Die already, will you? Don’t

All the man did was look at

out from the Gibson residence, Josie had

reason he regretted choosing to

intention to find fault with Henry. To her, it would be

kitchen with the ingredients and suggested casually, “I’ll make you

was, standing in the living room,

Harry, try

know,

“Shut up,” Henry warned.

irritate Henry, saying, “Once Josie and I get

by the collar. “Do you think I’ll let

be so hard on us. We’re living in a law–abiding society, so we all have freedom of marriage,” retorted

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even if Josie can marry anyone freely, her groom might not be you. Don’t you ever forget what you did to her before you

men were at loggerheads with each

was nothing niore than an accident Samuel’s eyes were bloodshot because of anger and

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