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”

face instantly darkened. ‘She’s been trying to push my limits lately. She’s truly biting off more than she

glanced at it and cautiously handed it to Neville, saying, “Mr. Prestoit, it’s Miss

Guzman’s message.

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

the content of the message did the

She has already prepared the medicine for me, yet she

unnecessary.

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

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

you waiting for? Go get the

complied, but just as he was about to leave, he saw Neville get into the car.

get the medicine alone or would you prefer

you think I should indulge her?”

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

who wore an indifferent expression. He understood Neville’s intention.

his own and knocked on Madison’s

after, the

right there. Please tell him that I am about

her gaze and saw several boxes of medicine beside

intended to throw away those boxes but changed her

had already

medicine box seemed to have been scratched by

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

anything?”

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

of mango mousse.

any change, so he picked up

he might as

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

inousse.

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

handed her the mango mousse. She sneered and threw it