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.

certainly not now; she’s got a baby to think of!

dare open her eyes, “Elgin, we’re

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

they reached Ivory Towers, where Elgin finally

tires screeching against the pavement, stopping

she jumped out of the car and started retching by the

looked on coldly, “Drama queen.”

car sick!”

have thrown up more than

panicked inside, fearing he’d connect the dots to

I’m not used to it. Hospital food was trash, so my stomach’s weak now

soup and was equally annoyed, “Then don’t eat

it!” Letitia looked at him. “No take-backs.”

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

no more trash picking!” Elgin warned.

think I enjoy it?

tomorrow, you ride with me to and from work.” Elgin

aback, that was even worse than walking

was liberating without having to play by his rules.

silence as consent. “Don’t overthink it. If you get spotted, I would be

at the company know

secretly hitched, and there was no

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

the living room, the butler presented a cup of

took a sip, his expression

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

Mrs. Ramirez.

face turned even

She’s got

you throw away that scented candle I gave you?”

I know? Must’ve been the cleaners, thought it was thrown away by mistake

you want a

it!” Elgin slammed the teacup down and stormed upstairs

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

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

Mr. Ramirez again.”

was speechless, “He