The CEO's Wife Is Super Charming

Chapter 131: Chapter 130: Final Words

"Phoebe... you’re here."

In the moment Phoebe Lyle answered the phone, all his thousands of words transformed into the simplest phrase.

He couldn’t face Phoebe Lyle; he started to regret his actions.

Before meeting Phoebe Lyle again, he had been a ruthless person, never caring about the victims, and even found dragging others into the abyss a pleasure.

But after meeting Phoebe Lyle, it was as if he had found his own hope and sunshine, a hand reaching out from the darkness pulling him towards the light, the softest part of his youth, the direction of his heart.

He started trying to become better, planning to dissolve the online lending company after completing the last month of engagements and then turn over a new leaf, living a good life with the person he loved most.

All this was his dream, a presumptuous dream.

"Hmm, are you... alright?" Phoebe Lyle’s tone was flat, her eyes revealing indifference, as if they had never known each other.

When John Shaw saw the look in the eye of the person he loved, he knew everything was impossible, but he cherished this moment very much, wanting to hear more of her voice.

"Phoebe, I’m good, and you, are you doing well? Phoebe, I’m just a scumbag, you shouldn’t be sad for me, you should be happy, you know? I love to see you smile, you look beautiful when you smile."

The gentle voice carried all his love and excitement.

Phoebe Lyle stared at the man through the glass, unable to speak for a moment, as if the glass was the most distant distance between them.

"Phoebe, could you smile for me one more time? I... want to see you smile, is that okay?"

After his words fell, there was a deathly silence, both of them looking into each other’s eyes, filled with anticipation, sadness, and... unmoved.

Just as John Shaw thought about giving up, about speaking again, Phoebe Lyle forced a smile, her smile growing stronger.

The teary eyes filled with all her love for the man, and then this love flowed down her cheeks along with her tears, falling to the ground, stained with dust, becoming increasingly murky.

Perhaps because John Shaw had never seen Phoebe Lyle cry, he was a bit at a loss, flustered, and quickly comforted her: "Phoebe, don’t cry, don’t cry... don’t cry."

he could say,

she was completely calm. She slowly spoke: "John, did you know? One of the

"... Phoebe, I’m sorry..."

three years, do you know that?"

these were Luna’s prepared lines;

saw through it, he still didn’t expose it, only gently asking:

did not continue according to

matter for whom Phoebe was there to question him, as long as it was Phoebe asking, he

to know the name was just to confirm if it was a man or a woman. The name Nancy, to be honest, he had some vague impression

somewhat resembled someone.

afterward, only being able

or nightclubs, those sold to

to a nightclub to earn money to pay

a girl like Nancy, with her temperament and aloof arrogance, surprisingly cleared the debt with interest within just

which specific nightclub

you tell me approximately

"Just in South City, I don’t

inquire about was almost effortlessly gleaned, in fact,

man: "Be good, admit your mistakes, keep a good attitude, and

this, Phoebe Lyle was

"Phoebe!"

then she still put the phone back to

"Tell me, I’m listening."

tone was quite emotional: "Phoebe, I don’t expect you to forgive me, but you must live well, start your life anew, start your future, I

long time, finally relieved, as if he had

for a long time, her lips moving several times

added wounds to your

"Alright."

loud slam, the sound of the phone being put back in place, but it was so urgent that it made such a loud

one simple word was already a farewell, despite the reluctance, despite that their love was not wrong, but from this moment on, everything was completely over.

left quickly, and

Shaw watched as his beloved left, holding the phone tightly, he