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”

found that his number had been blocked. His face instantly darkened. ‘She’s been trying to

He glanced at it and cautiously

Guzman’s message.

Neville’s

the content of the message did the coldness on his face dissipate.

the medicine for me, yet she wants to

unnecessary.

used to her obedience. After all, he needed a docile

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

are you waiting for?

was about to leave, he saw Neville get

alone or would you prefer to

sneered, “Do you think I should indulge

to ask why Neville got into the car if he didn’t plan to go,

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

to go on his own

the

chin, saying. The medicine is right there. Please tell him that I am about to

followed her gaze and saw several boxes of medicine beside the trash

to throw away those boxes

could respond, Madison had already closed

to have been scratched by a sharp

saw this, Neville

she say anything?” he

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

box of mango

buy cigarettes earlier, the shop didn’t have any change, so he picked

he didn’t like sweets, he might as well give it

he was afraid that Madison would think he cared about her if she knew

inousse.

and sent her a message with his work phone. [Fairness goes both ways. Don’t overthink

the mango mousse. She