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.

of her parents. And certainly not

open her

steering wheel, zipping past cars, turning the sedan into a

reached Ivory Towers, where Elgin finally hit the brakes.

the steps, tires screeching against the pavement, stopping less than five centimeters away.

a cold sweat. Her legs trembling, she jumped out of the car and

on coldly,

get car sick!”

up more than once. He squinted,

he’d connect the dots

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 him.

was already something wrong with the soup, and her frequent vomiting had him concerned for her health. But soon he found

no more trash picking!” Elgin warned. “If I catch you

think I

tomorrow, you ride with me

that was

least walking was liberating without having to

it. If you get

the company know we’re married.”

was no way Elgin would go

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

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

sip, his expression still sour

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

Mrs. Ramirez.

face turned even

little something? She’s got nerve!

the way, didn’t you throw away that scented candle

Must’ve been the cleaners, thought it was thrown away by mistake and put it

you want

slammed the teacup down

butler ventured cautiously. “Madam, Mr. Ramirez seems

every day, like he’s going through

Mr.

“He started it.