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.

And certainly not now; she’s got a baby to

open her eyes,

wordless, gripped the steering wheel, zipping past cars, turning the sedan into a race

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

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

drenched in a cold sweat. Her legs trembling, she jumped out of

coldly, “Drama queen.”

car sick!”

up more than once. He squinted, “What’s up with that?”

panicked inside, fearing he’d connect the dots to

the greasy soup, I’m not used to it. Hospital food was trash, so my stomach’s weak now i cant handle anything too

remembered Phedra’s soup and was equally annoyed, “Then don’t eat them

looked at him. “No

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

warned. “If

I enjoy

for bus fare? Starting tomorrow, you ride with me to and from

was even worse than walking

having to play by his rules.

as consent. “Don’t overthink it. If you get spotted, I would be the embarrassing one!”

company know

and there was no way Elgin would go public with

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

the living room, the butler presented a cup of

his expression still

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

you, Mrs.

face turned even darker.

something? She’s got

throw away that scented candle I gave

the cleaners, thought it was thrown away by mistake and

want a

teacup down and stormed upstairs to

cautiously. “Madam, Mr. Ramirez seems in a bad

day, like he’s going through menopause. Just ignore him.”

Mr. Ramirez

speechless, “He started it.