Married in a Flash Embarking on the Journey to Wealth

Chapter 199

Aurelia looked up at the tall and burly security guards in fear.

She was afraid but she decided to bravely confront them.

However, Leslie shielded her behind him before she could even lift her foot.

“It’s my fault. I accidentally threw away my wife’s belongings, so I came to help her find them.”

Aurelia paused, not expecting Leslie to shoulder all the blame himself.

In the past, Seth would have found it embarrassing and left her to face the situation alone.

Noticing that Leslie looked rather formidable, the security guard softened his tone.

“Are you one of the homeowners here?”

“Yes,” Leslie nodded. “When is the garbage usually collected here? And where does it go?”

Aurelia looked at Leslie in surprise, finally believing that he was genuinely helping her solve the problem.

The security guard pondered the question for a moment.

“It’s collected at four in the afternoon. It’s past six now. However, the garbage in this area will be taken to the nearby garbage disposal station for sorting. But it’s been too long. You won’t be able to

retrieve it.”

The other security guard advised, “It’s dark now, and the rain is still heavy. If the items aren’t valuable, maybe it’s better to let it go.”

Aurelia clenched the handle of her umbrella and looked at Leslie, who was soaked from head to toe.

She reached out to tug at his clothes. “Forget it, there’s no need to look anymore.”

that, she turned

straight to the bathroom and

of blood, made her

on the tap and rinsed her wounds with water, trying to numb

as she looked at herself in the mirror, tears rolled down her

memory her parents left her had

any cries, but she couldn’t hold back and

very soft, Leslie, who had

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the midst of removing his shoes,

then bent down, picked up the umbrella on the

the bathroom for

crying when she ran

had

she emerged to find the living room completely

aback and checked the

was already past

Where was Leslie?

Didn’t he come home?

quickly found her phone

did, the door

foul-smelling odor filled the entire

wasn’t

looked

dressed in a suit, standing tall

was disheveled, with

black shirt, there were visible

ironed dress pants now clung wrinkled to his legs, with droplets of