Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 2291

She had sold that house a long time ago, but the money was squandered before she was even put in jail.

Hence, she had no money left at all.

“You don't have money? Then shut up!" Jean bent down with a sinister look on his face and slapped Marie's face a few times with the cash in his hands. "In my house, I'm in charge. If you don't have money, just shut the f*ck up!"

His breath reeked of alcohol, and Marie looked at him full of hatred.

"What's with that look? Just looking at you makes me lose my appetite! If you don't want to live here, get out. With that run-down body of yours, no one will take pity on you and give you a place to live!" Jean showed no mercy as he pinched her chin forcefully.

Instantly, Marie's face was bruised by the pinch.

"It hurts!" She was in so much pain that her tears started overflowing.

Jean grunted and let go. He was put in a good mood again upon seeing the cash in his hand.

"If you still want to live here, be more honest with me. For old times' sake, I won't let you starve to death." After saying those cruel words, Jean turned around and went back to his room.

Marie massaged her chin in silence while tears streamed down her face and hatred filled her eyes.

She hated Bianca, she hated Jean, and she hated it all!

Jean had spent almost all the money he took from her, but he still had enough to splurge for quite some time now with the stack of money he got from who knew where!

All he cared about was money, right? Then, she would turn him into a poor wretch!

Marie sat on the sofa and looked at the clock hanging on the wall with dead eyes.

After drinking, Jean would usually beat people up violently and go to sleep afterward. Not to mention, he was the type to sleep like a log.

She waited until he had fallen into a deep sleep.

The clock on the wall ticked away. After an hour, Marie slowly got up.

she had to hold on

slept soundly

snores were so loud that they even

curled up into an ominous smile. When she had money, Jean treated her like a treasure; now that she had no money, he treated her like

give him a taste of his own

when he was asleep

drunk at the moment and sleeping like a

grew wider and wider as she lifted the corner of the pillow with one hand. She reached under it with the

instantly pulled out the thick wad of money,

She got it!

the money in

thick that it formed a

through the doorway, so she could see the room clearly. The money was already in

flashed through

him, the rest of her life would not have been ruined. She

wanted to murder

as murdering was against the law. She did not want to go back

squinted as she looked at the watch

bought this watch the day

just a poor loser, yet he splurged on a

and took the watch

sold for a

what she wanted, she looked contemptuously at Jean lying on the bed. He should be glad that this was A City, a place with a well-established legal system. Otherwise, he would have been

leave the room. She took out the suitcase she had

However, she realized that she

the road and had the driver bring her to the station so that Jean

could live

be too late to come back if she ran out of money, and she had a backup plan if Jean were to ever ask her for

was the following

and reached under his pillow only to find out that the money he put under the

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