Slumdog Billionaire Husband by Rayden Berg

Chapter 293 Help Me Up

Wesley was still the same as before. He was still that kind. Poverty and debt didn’t dispel his kindness. He only wanted to live a steady life. He never meant to cause any trouble.

He could tell that Gerald wasn’t a common one. Nowadays, seldom people went around with two blades. Also, Gerald was dying because he was cut several dozen times.

Seeing that Wesley didn’t want to talk about this, Gerald didn’t continue either.

Gerald would help Wesley. That was for sure.

Gerald was always grateful.

Back then, Irene’s father saved his life, so he used three years to pay for the kindness. If not for the too much trouble Irene and her mother caused, maybe he would continue being with Irene.

This time, he would definitely pay Wesley back since Wesley also saved his life.

“Three days? I don’t know how much I will recover.” Gerald touched his nose while saying this.

Wesley smoked several cigarettes. Then he extinguished the cigarette, stood up, and began to reassemble the furniture that had fallen apart after being kicked by Raiden.

Wesley still had to work and pay his debt. He knew that maybe the money he earned in this lifetime would all be Raiden’s. But he had to continue anyway.

He didn’t dare to call the police. He was worried that even if he reported to the police, he and Leila still couldn’t live a peaceful life.

No matter how hard it was or how tired he was, he could only grit his teeth and endure it. He only felt sorry for his daughter. She was so beautiful, yet she was living such a miserable life.

Gerald silently watched all of this and sighed!

“Kind people will get what they deserve,” Gerald muttered.

In the next two days, Gerald could feel that Wesley couldn’t sleep well. It seemed to be because of the 3,200 dollars. Wesley couldn’t get the money, so he was restless.

In these two days, Leila was also very depressed and rarely spoke. But in fact, she was also like this before. She was shy and seldom talked. She would only say a few more things when Gerald took the initiative to talk to her.

She was beautiful, but because of poverty, she felt inferior.

Wesley still left early in the day and returned late. After returning, he continued to make furniture under the dim light.

Occasionally, he would sit alone in a daze.

an honest man, yet he was very tired and

Gerald got a little better. Of course, it would take some time for the wound to

weak. Death Storm

would help cure his. It would take him at least a dozen days to have Vital Energy

only rely on himself. It was hard

slowly get out of bed and walk on his own, but he couldn’t walk

last day left until

went out early. When he

Leila also seemed worried.

came

on their

Gerald was lying on the bed. He looked at Leila, who was studying

focus.

his

Her eyes were a little red, and she quickly asked, “Do you want to get out of

head and asked,

hate him. I know how much my father suffered. My father loves me

“that woman” to call her birth mother,

pretty face. Leila was a little shy. She lowered her

worn them for too long and washed them too many times, so they had turned

uniforms. She had worn them for too long,

many families

want to live in

eyes. “Never. I don’t dare

endless debt. How dare she think about the

girl. And she was so beautiful. However, she didn’t even dare to think about

this, Gerald

up,” Gerald smiled at

helped Gerald up from the bed and asked, “To the

said, “No, I want

recovered a little, you should still rest more. It’s more than ten minutes’ walk to the town. And it’s hot now. Your

smiled and said,

knew that he couldn’t fully recover before yesterday, so he couldn’t fight Raiden back tomorrow. But he also knew how difficult it was for Wesley

He had

couldn’t resist Gerald, so she could only smile bitterly and say, “Alright, then I’ll help you