Honorable Hubby Behind Me

Chapter 23

The rich man released a sigh of relief when Samuel did not fish his wallet out. Arrogance returned to his expression.

"He's done for! His claim was just a claim, after all," the man said, landing the kick on a downed person. "If you really come up with the excuse that you didn't bring your wallet, you'll be a laughing stock."

The pretty woman grinned with sarcasm. "My poor man... Can you please not disturb me while I'm buying clothes? Get out of here. How embarrassing."

Linda quietly tugged on the sleeve of Yvonne's shirt." Let's leave first," she said in a low tone. "Don't

embarrass yourself with him. I can't take the shame."

Yvonne stared at Samuel, baffled. Was he boasting to save face? He was not that sort of person. Why did he do something like this then?

She shook her head and walked to his side. "Did you forget to bring your wallet?" she asked.

Samuel wore an awkward expression. He did bring his wallet, but he had given his card to Liam. He had totally forgotten about it.

"You still have the guts to say something like that?" The nouveau riche man laughed hysterically when he heard Yvonne's words. "Who would believe you?"

Linda's face was as red as a beetroot, and the tips of her ears flamed. She wanted to walk away for a long time now, but Yvonne was her best friend. It would be extremely disloyal of her to walk away just like that.

to me, Yvonne." Linda walked over to her, grabbing her hand. "Let him be embarrassed by himself. He was the one who boasted about

The shop assistant directly told him to leave. She

this moment, a young man ran into the store, huffing and panting. He skidded over to Samuel,

surprised at the sight of the young man before him. The credit card in his hands was definitely his. It seemed that Liam had asked someone to send

the color suddenly drained out of his face once he recognized the face of the young man

Hillside Villa. Was he not

bidder did not wish to appear, so he found someone to take his place. Now the same young man thrust the credit card at Samuel. It did not matter if the nouveau riche man was an idiot, he would still be able to guess

involuntarily and the fat on his cheeks jiggled, as though an electric motor had been installed in his face. He

in the nouveau riche man's mind. 'Get out!' More accurately, it was 'run', because he

nouveau riche man said quietly to

preserve her dignity, and she did not believe that that card had enough credit in it. It could just be a ploy, finding someone to act up a storm. "Go

choke the pretty woman to death. Was she trying

credit card over to the cashier. Cold sweat

your PIN." The cashier thrust the POS machine right before him, a slight tremble running through her hands. It was her first time seeing such a big

don't you key in the PIN?"

Yvonne stared at him, stunned. Why would he let her key in the PIN? She did not

"Try it," Samuel said.

popped into Yvonne's mind was the day of their

huffing with resentment. "Why drag Yvonne into this and