Chapter 3240: Chapter 3240

Shawn hung his head, too ashamed to argue.

After venting her frustration, Julie broke down in tears.

She wasn’t just mad at Shawn; she felt sorry for Melissa, who had to sell her apartment because of him.

When they were alone, Shawn gazed at Janet, silently pleading.

But Janet remained silent, busying herself packing a small suitcase.

Finally, she spoke calmly.

“Since you’re back, I’ve got nothing left to worry about.

Let’s get a divorce tomorrow.

”

Stunned, Shawn grabbed her luggage, asking, “What are you saying? Why divorce?”

“I’m done with you, Shawn,” she replied firmly.

Janet struggled to contain her anger.

She couldn’t stand the sight of Shawn anymore; he disgusted her.

With disdain, she continued, “I thought you’d quit gambling and treat Yvonne and me right.

That’s why I gave you a second chance.

But you’re cheating with someone else.

Shawn… I may not be educated or come from much, but I do have some self-respect.

I’m done with you.

”

But Shawn wouldn’t agree to divorce.

He knew he had messed up.

Groveling on the floor, he begged, but Janet was resolute.

Janet was determined.

She found a job at a factory and didn’t mind the cramped dorms.

Her friend who introduced her to the job said if they’d work ten-hour shifts, they’d make eight grand a month.

She planned to give six grand to Melissa every month.

She knew it wouldn’t cover Yvonne’s expenses, but she didn’t want her daughter to suffer.

So, she worked hard to repay Melissa’s kindness.

When Melissa got the money from Janet after she received her first paycheck, she felt a mixed feeling surging inside.

Marcus walked in and spotted the envelope on the desk.

He raised an eyebrow, asking, “Is this from Janet?”

Glancing at him, Melissa nodded.

“Yeah, she and Shawn are done.

”

Lounging on the sofa, legs crossed, Marcus remarked with a smirk, “You can’t solve all their problems, Miss Brown.

That’s their life, after all.

Janet’s doing the right thing.

She’s as hardworking as Julie.

I reckon she can handle herself just fine.

Don’t go offering her some easy gig just because you feel bad for her.

It’d only make her uncomfortable.

”

With a wry smile, Melissa quipped, “Are you reading my mind now?”

Marcus gazed at her intently.

“How could I not know what’s on your mind?” he said meaningfully.

Melissa put the envelope into the drawer.

“I’ll stash this away for Yvonne.

A little nest egg for her future.

You’re right, Marcus.

I shouldn’t beat myself up.

Maybe it’s for the best.

”

Marcus waved her off nonchalantly.