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."

could say, but

the people who came

"... Phoebe, I’m sorry..."

has not been home for three years, do you know that?" Phoebe’s question was like

Luna’s prepared lines; John realized that Phoebe wasn’t there to see

still didn’t expose it, only gently

did not continue according to Luna’s script; she understood the man’s

him, as long as it was Phoebe asking, he would answer one by

or a woman. The name Nancy, to be honest, he had some vague impression of it; perhaps because Nancy was a

somewhat resembled someone.

specific details afterward, only being able to determine from the

sold to debt collection companies were originally cleared, those sold to nightclubs couldn’t pay it

selling Nancy to a nightclub

her temperament and aloof arrogance, surprisingly cleared the debt with

which specific nightclub it

you tell me

in South City, I don’t know anything

almost effortlessly gleaned, in

"Be good, admit your mistakes, keep a

this, Phoebe Lyle was about to hang up

"Phoebe!"

man’s call made her pause, but then she

"Tell me, I’m listening."

phone shaking, his tone was quite emotional: "Phoebe, I don’t expect you to forgive me, but you must live well, start

hesitated for a long time, finally relieved, as if he had let go of everything, slowly

Phoebe Lyle was stunned in front of the man for a long time, her lips moving

forget me, I’m not a good person, I’ve added wounds to your life for no reason, I’m

"Alright."

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

was already a farewell, despite the reluctance, despite that their love was not wrong, but from this

quickly, and

the phone tightly, he finally spoke one