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”

darkened. ‘She’s been trying to push my limits lately. She’s truly biting off

phone vibrated. He glanced at it and cautiously handed it to Neville, saying, “Mr. Prestoit,

Guzman’s message.

his eyes and met Neville’s cold gaze,

message did the coldness on his

already prepared the medicine for me, yet she wants to play tricks. If it’s to get

unnecessary.

her obedience. After all, he needed a docile

said, “Mr. Preston, Miss Guzman has always kept you in mind. Or she wouldn’t remind

scanned him and said, “What are you waiting for? Go get

but just as he was about to

“Should I get the medicine alone or would you prefer to go yourself?”

sneered, “Do you think I should

into the car if

the hotel where Madison was staying, Bernard glanced at Neville, who wore an indifferent expression. He understood Neville’s intention. He cared about

on his own and knocked on Madison’s door.

the

tell him that I am about to divorce him and I

her gaze and saw several boxes of medicine beside

away those boxes but changed

Bernard could respond, Madison had already closed

medicine box seemed to have been scratched by a sharp object, making her neat handwriting appear

knew Madison’s habits. So when he saw this, Neville

anything?” he

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

a box of

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

might as well

that Madison would think he cared about her if she

inousse.

with his work

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