My Wife Is A Masquerade Master

Chapter 9

After the phone call connected, Madison gritted her teeth and said, “Neville, what do you want?”

Neville’s tone remained unapologetic as he coldly uttered, “You were supposed to handle these things. Now, because of your disturbance, my plans have been disrupted, and I’ve even forgotten which medicine I should take?

His words implied that Madison’s responsibilities included managing such matters, and now, since he couldn’t locate his stomach medicine, he placed the blame squarely on her shoulders.

This was indeed Neville’s style, always arrogantly blaming everything on her, including her falling in love with him and marrying him. It seemed everything was her own doing.

Madison couldn’t hear it and retorted, “Neville, we are on the brink of divorce. It’s high time you learn to take care of your

own affairs!”

Madison refused to be treated as Neville’s maid, obligated to cater to his every need. She decided to let him face the consequences of his choices.

After hanging up, Madison directly blocked Neville’s WhatsApp and phone number, hoping to have some peace of mind.

However, due to this disturbance, she lost her sleepiness. Madison got up and started organizing files, preparing for the company’s bidding the next day.

When

Madison opened her suitcase, she noticed several boxes of medication with her handwriting on them.

These were the medications she prepared for Neville.

Three years ago, Neville had a kidney transplant and needed lifelong medication. Additionally, due to his frequent business. trips, he developed stomach problems.

However, he preferred to handle more paperwork rather than read the medication instructions. Every time he went on a business trip, she meticulously labeled the dosage and precautions on the medicine boxes.

Habits were indeed a terrifying thing. She tried to sever all ties with Neville, but some things were deeply ingrained in her

life.

Neville, upon hearing the word “divorce” over the phone, furrowed his brows.

He thought, “It seemed that she was getting bolder and bolder. She is threatening me with a divorce. Who does she think she is? If we get a divorce, it should be me to bring it up”

he found that his number had been blocked. His face instantly darkened. ‘She’s been trying to push my limits lately. She’s truly

and cautiously

Guzman’s message.

and met Neville’s cold gaze, shivering in fear.

of the message did the coldness

for me, yet she wants to play tricks. If it’s to get my attention,

unnecessary.

her obedience. After all, he needed a docile wife.

Preston, Miss Guzman has always kept you in mind. Or

said, “What are you waiting for? Go get the medicine.”

was about to leave, he saw Neville

I get the medicine alone

“Do you think I should indulge

the car if he didn’t plan to

wore an indifferent expression. He understood Neville’s intention. He cared about his image and didn’t

his own

the door opened.

is right there. Please tell him that I am about to divorce

boxes of medicine beside the

away those boxes but changed her mind.

Madison had

the medicine, he noticed that the medicine box seemed to have been scratched by a sharp object, making her neat handwriting appear somewhat mottled.

habits. So when he saw this, Neville couldn’t help but

say anything?”

Madison’s words word–for–word, chose to be more subtle. “Miss Guzman’s hoping you

him a box of mango mousse. “Go give this to

earlier, the shop didn’t have any change, so he picked up this mango mousse to make up the

like sweets, he might as well

was afraid that Madison would think he cared about

inousse.

message with his work phone. [Fairness goes both ways. Don’t overthink it.]

Bernard had just handed her the mango mousse. She sneered and threw