Taming The CEO The Escaping Wife

Chapter 23

Letitia’s eyes were rimmed with red.

“Are you really that strapped for cash? Elgin stared at her, “So desperate that you’re picking up trash and tossing your pride to the wind?”

“Yes! I need money! What’s pride? What’s dignity? The moment you chucked me into the loony bin, I lost all that! Just being alive costs me way more effort than the average Joe!

You’re Mr. Ramirez, high and mighty, worth billions. Of course, you’d never stoop to this level. But me? I’m nothing. You snap your fingers, and I’m supposed to commute on foot to work. Is it such a crime to scrape together enough for bus fare? I knew you’d find out sooner or later, but I’m more scared of being broke than I am of your temper!”

Letitia quickly cleaned her tears and squatted down to pick up the scattered items again.

“Stop picking those up!”

Continuing, she didn’t listen to his words.

“Letitia, I said stop picking those up!” Elgin scooped her up in one motion.

“Let go of me!”

Elgin kicked the bottles out of the way and dumped Letitia into the car.

Ranen’s face was a picture of panic, “Mr. Ramirez…

“Get lost!”

“Yes, sir.

“Pick up those damn bottles!”

H

Ranen, “… Yes, Mr. Ramirez.

When the boss fights, the assistant suffers.

Not only got kicked out of the car in the dead of night but also sent to collect trash.

Elgin sat in the driver’s seat and floored the accelerator.

Letitia’s head nearly smashed into the windshield.

She hurried to buckle up; at this speed, she wouldn’t put it past her life being on the line.

She can’t die.

not now; she’s got a baby to think

even dare open her eyes, “Elgin, we’re

gripped the steering wheel, zipping past cars, turning

around by inertia until they reached Ivory Towers, where Elgin finally hit the brakes.

skidded toward the steps, tires screeching against the pavement, stopping less than

she jumped out

on coldly, “Drama queen.”

get car

up more than once. He squinted, “What’s up

inside, fearing he’d connect

not used to it. Hospital food was trash, so my stomach’s weak now i cant handle anything

remembered Phedra’s soup and was equally

looked at

there was already something wrong with the soup, and her frequent vomiting had him concerned for her health. But soon he found an excuse for himself, Letitia was for him to punish, how could she be taken down

picking!” Elgin warned. “If I catch

think I

ride with me to and from work.” Elgin

aback, that was even worse than

walking was liberating without having to play by

overthink it. If you get spotted, I would

company know we’re married.”

secretly hitched, and there was no way Elgin

about the unseen Mrs. Ramirez, the knockout bound to be living the high life,

the living room, the butler presented a cup of tea.

a sip, his expression still sour

digging through her bag and finding a scented candle, which she handed to the butler, “It helps with

you, Mrs.

turned even

little something? She’s

throw away that scented candle I gave you?” Letitia inquired. “Why did Samson say…”

tugged at his tie. “How would I know? Must’ve been the cleaners, thought it was thrown away by mistake and put

want a new one.

it!” Elgin slammed the teacup down and stormed upstairs

Ramirez seems in a bad

is he ever not? Grumpy every day, like he’s going through menopause.

upset Mr. Ramirez

was speechless, “He started