Mr. Remus Your Billionaire Wife Wants a Divorce

Chapter 96

Silvia stared him down.

“So, what did you find? Did you receive photos of me k*ssing or having S** with him?”

Neil frowned, but she left the living room before he could respond.

The silence between them was so obvious that even Leo and the housekeeper noticed it.

The housekeeper approached Silvia and whispered, “Miss Pond, have you had an argument with Mr. Remus?”

“No. Why do you ask?”

“He seems to be in a bad mood lately.”

After a brief silence, Silvia said, “It’s probably because of his workload at the company. Don’t worry about him. He’ll be fine in a while.”

“Alright.”

After the housekeeper left, she waited on the couch for Neil to return.

Around 7 p.m., Curtis called to inform her that Neil had a dinner party, so he would not be back for dinner.

After she hung up, she did not bother reheating the food and just had a few bites. Then, she watched TV for a while before she headed to bed.

Throughout the party, Neil requested his phone from Curtis every half an hour.

Curtis initially assumed that he was waiting for an important client’s call. However, around 10 p.m., Neil checked his phone. again and frowned. He turned to Curtis and asked, “What did you say to Silvia?”

responded, “I simply

her response?”

just said ‘okay.””

didn’t ask when I’d be

“No.”

poured himself another glass of

nob*dy would dare push him into drinking at a social gathering. However,

was worried that all this consumption might harm his health, so he softly

glanced at him coldly. “Call Silvia and ask her to pick me up.’

an instant, he understood why Neil had been checking his phone: He was waiting for a call from

but it kept ringing and eventually

didn’t answer,

“Keep trying!”

calls without any success, Neil grew increasingly

continue calling when he coldly said,

he returned to the mansion, it was already 11

left after he dropped him off, and Neil wheeled himself into the bedroom with

he switched on the bedroom light and saw Silvia sleeping soundly on the floor, his

been irritable every day since their big argument. Yet, she

“Silvia, wake up!”

more tries, she finally

a dazed state, she noticed a figure not

She sat up and asked, “Why are you staring at me instead of sleeping at this hour?”

when

were indeed several missed calls.

Was this the reason for waking her