Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 154

I didn’t think Allen had it in him to go so low. I asked with a frown, “Does Allen know the pin?”

“I… I was afraid I’d forget the pin…” Cheryl’s face was a portrait of regret, “It’s the same as the one for our joint account.”

What? Both Christine and I were speechless.

Allen was a sly fox when it came to swindling money, and with the card in his hands, he’d surely be off to drain the account in no time. And it was too late to report the card missing then.

But something else was bugging me more. “Allen hasn’t stopped gambling, has he?”

“Hmm…” Cheryl cleaned her tears, her voice hardened with resolve, “He never really quit over the years. So, I never tell him how much you send us each month. I never imagined. that bastard would dare to steal my emergency funds!”

“Why don’t you just divorce him then? Gambling’s a never-ending money hole!” Christine couldn’t hide her outrage.

“This time,” Cheryl looked up at me, her voice filled with apology, “I will, I must. If I had divorced him years ago, you wouldn’t have had to suffer all those hard times.”

couldn’t help but think of how my parents had prepared me for the worst before they passed or the struggles of those years, feeling

past now.” Sniffling, I spoke, “Aunt Cheryl, let me be clear with you. If you’re determined to divorce and you’ve thought it through, I’ll figure something out for your treatment costs. After all,

him, gambling is a deep hole dragging you down, and I can’t follow you down. Do

you

ashamed, Cheryl nodded repeatedly, “Yeah, I understand. Jane, you’ve given me so much. Consider the treatment costs and that two hundred thousand a loan. I’ll pay

agreed, not wanting to burden her further.

Cheryl’s treatment wasn’t a small sum, I had saved some valuable items during

me in the hospital, not leaving for a moment. But every night, I could sense someone had visited. Sometimes, it was a gentle

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doctor told me I didn’t need any more medication and

I

home in

too much rest in the previous days and without medicine, I lay awake in bed, gazing out at the moonlight through the floor-to-ceiling windows.