Honorable Hubby Behind Me

Chapter 79

In their room, although Yvonne had a gut feeling that Samuel's house would not be as luxurious as Fred's, she was still curious about the location of the place. Their unit was on the sixth floor now, and they had to climb the stairs every single day. The exercise just wore their bones down quickly. Even if the house was not in an area as nice as Fred's, she would be happy if it had an elevator.

"Are you still going to keep it a secret around me?" Yvonne asked her husband.

"You actually see it every day," he replied, smiling.

"Every day?" Yvonne frowned. Disappointment tinged her chest. If it was a place she saw every day, it would likely be confined to the boundaries of their residential area. If so, her dreams of not having to climb the stairs every damn day were dashed.

"Oh, right. Do you have any plans for tomorrow?" he asked. "It's a Sunday."

"I already promised to go shopping with Linda. I have to remedy the pain you inflicted upon her," she said, glaring at him.

Samuel did not know whether to laugh or cry. Had Linda not recovered from that incident?

The next day, the couple heard yelling noises from the living room the moment they woke up. Lydia was

a drunken sailor so early in the morning. Who was

offended you?" Yvonne walked into the living room with

Aunt Flora has gone barking

all of the sudden. She asked," What's wrong? What happened to

craziness as an excuse to not return the money, but it did not seem probable. This

so furious that she wanted to throttle Flora over the phone. She was upset enough that she had lent the two hundred thousand bucks, and had lost quite a few good nights' sleep over the matter. The thought of the money was still a constant pinprick by her side, and they had the gall to bare their teeth at

rein in her temper, but it flared up a beat later. "Mom, do

the theft. It's probably not a hoax," her

with delight. It seemed God was dispensing justice; he would not let such a crooked

back to sleep, Mom. No use getting angry over this. We've already given the money. It has nothing to do with you if they lose it," Yvonne

Godfrey's pained cries rang out; he probably became her

while he was brushing his teeth in the toilet. "God probably can't stand them any

his shoulder happily. "Great minds think alike," she said. "Never expected you

"Quickly brush your teeth. It's almost time for us to