Her Billionaire Husband

Chapter 560 Abby Collecting Recyclables

Caleb, who was standing by the side, pragmatically agreed with Sasha’s words after which he nodded as well. “She’s right. Be careful because you might burn yourself.”

“You taciturn prick! You should pay more attention to yourself rather than commenting about my life. Your parents will find out about you and Abby soon enough. By then, they’ll surely break your legs!” Skyler was upset with Caleb, so he brought up Abby to take a shot at him.

Although Caleb was a police officer by profession, he originated from a wealthy family background and his family was well-to-do. A woman suitable to marry into the Shaw family would definitely have to be a wealthy debutante. Not only was the woman expected to be cultured and knowledgeable, but she also had to be able to hold herself well in front of people. Only someone from such a background would be a great match for the Shaws.

As for Abby, who had originated from the countryside like Veronica, she clearly was not a good match. Furthermore, she was a mute and still underaged.

“Matt has been able to handle his matter with Miss Murphy quite well, so why would you think that I won’t be able to handle mine as well?” Caleb expressed his annoyance with a thunderous expression on his face.

“I guess just by the fact that she’s a mute and she’s not even eighteen yet.”

well-aware without

Tsk. Tsk. Looks like you’ve indeed fallen for

his sentence when Caleb lifted his feet to kick him on

left right after saying

somehow found himself approaching Abby’s apartment close to her school. He sat in his car and wound down the window to light a cigarette. Subsequently, he puffed on

arranged for Abby to attend her final year of high school here after Christmas. However, he only saw her a handful of times. The only time they had gone out together

on his watch and it was already midnight. Locating his gaze up the building, he could easily find Abby’s

car and finished puffing a few cigarettes. After checking the time and realizing that it was close to 1.00AM, he finally started his ignition and made a U-turn. He drove for about half a mile when he noticed a woman with a nylon bag busy rummaging

all, it was 1.00AM and yet there was

the rearview mirror, but he did. At that moment, he perceptively sensed that the figure looked familiar before he frowned and

explained the familiarity he felt through the rearview mirror as he kept his eyes on her back. Meanwhile, Abby, who