Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone with The Money by Little Treasure

Chapter 6

“Well, poor me. My husband doesn’t even know my true character after two years of marriage,” Cynthia blurted out.

Joshua was speechless yet again.

Was she really not satisfied unless she provoked him?

“Let’s go home.” He loosened his tie, grabbed her purse, and held her wrist as he walked out.

Cynthia hesitated.

Joshua paused as well.

Both of their gazes landed simultaneously on the purse in Joshua’s hand. Did he mistake her for Jayleen? That was Cynthia’s first thought.

Without further explanation, Joshua strode out quickly.

This scene was witnessed by Jayleen, who was in the hospital room. The gentleness on her face vanished, and she did not even care about the red marks her nails left on her palms as her hands gripped each other hard.

In a moment, the door to the hospital room opened.

Jayleen’s friend walked in, voicing her confusion, “Didn’t Cynthia hire someone to hit you? Why is Mr. Neal still…”

“It wasn’t her.” Jayleen furrowed her brows.

At first, she thought Cynthia was behind the incident, as Cynthia might be worried that she was taking her place. However, judging by Cynthia’s reaction earlier, things were

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not that simple.

Joshua had arrived at a similar conclusion.

After the driver picked them up, Joshua pulled Cynthia into the back seat with him. Before he could talk about today’s events, Mr. Cheyne called, providing an update on the situation. “Mr. Neal, I’ve looked into the IP address. The account’s login IP address isn’t in Jiverton.”

Joshua’s eyes

in his hand. He knew he had wronged

the car window. Sunlight streamed through the half–lowered window, casting a glow on her face, where he could faintly see the fine fuzz. At this moment, she seemed to have shed her earlier confrontational demeanor and had reverted to the gentle,

her, and his handsome face

overheard the phone conversation and replied nonchalantly, “Mr. Neal, please

words. Why could she not

mean I didn’t have her harmed. What if I called someone else and had them bribe the driver responsible for the accident?” Cynthia said lightly, but her

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to apologize, but the words just would not come out. After much consideration, he finally managed to say, “I know

if she had indeed been responsible, she would not be so calmly discussing the matter, let alone

She didn’t

Just a ‘sure‘?‘ Hoping to put an end to the matter and remembering the harsh words he had exchanged with her in the parking lot and hospital room, he took out

as she

her to agree so readily. Suddenly, Cynthia’s voice rang out again, asking for

the other

feeling a chill creeping over him, asked,

over all your cards as a precaution. I’ll return

he was hearing, and neither could

you unwilling to do so?” Cynthia

my poor judgment, but if

Was he blaming

so?”

“Yes,” Joshua confirmed.

doubted me without hesitation when you learned about Jayleen’s accident and saw those chat

wanted to argue, but he found that her

card back at him, and her mood clearly irked. She could not understand why she was so upset over someone so insignificant, especially

word in before Cynthia’s

me off at

said.

“Alright,” Mr. Walters replied.

chill, asked in a heavy

you going to do?”

improve my brain function, “Cynthia replied, having regained most of her composure. She used the most nonchalant tone to deliver the most provocative statement. “Just

contagious.

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