Chapter 55
Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone With The Money
Chapter 55
Cynthia did not feel like arguing with Jayleen anymore and simply replied, âYes, youâre right.â
Jayleen felt hopeless, as if she was talking to a wall. She had
never encountered someone like Cynthia before!
âDonât think that just because Joshua gave you so much money in the divorce that he cares about you.
Actuallyâ¦â
Jayleen was angry, wanting to tear Cynthiaâs calm demeanor
apart.
Why did she always act so superior when they talked? It made Jayleen feel like a clown!
Cynthia was getting annoyed with Jayleenâs constant babbling. She had never been so irritated by
someone before.
She used to think that girls were the most adorable creatures in
the world.
Shirley was adorable, and her friends were adorable.
Yet, she really wanted to throw Jayleen out the window.
âAre you finished?â Cynthia did not want to waste any more
time.
Jayleen was almost at her breaking point and exclaimed, â
Cynthia!â
âIâm not interested in what you have to say. If youâre only here to talk about these boring matters, turn
right and take the elevator down.â
Cynthiaâs emotions remained steady throughout the entire exchange. Jayleenâs intelligence was too
low, and she did not bother to play any mind games with her.
Jayleen felt frustrated.
This was not the scene she had imagined.
Cynthia should have argued with her, preferably yelling and hitting her. Only then could she cry and run
to Joshua. Then, he would start to loathe Cynthia, and she would not have to worry about him
regretting the divorce.
Jayleen bit her lip and pulled out her trump card. âI have other important matters to discuss with you.
Letâs discuss them
downstairs.â
Cynthia said, âJust say whatever you need to say here.â
Jayleen pursed her lips and did not speak.
Cynthia stared at her.
The two of them stood there, motionless.
After about a minute, Cynthiaâs patience wore thin. She entered her room, grabbed her laptop, closed
the door, and
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went downstairs.
Jayleen followed her. When they reached the neighborhood, Jayleen pointed to a cafe and said, âLetâs
talk there.â
However, Cynthia ignored her and hailed a taxi.
Jayleen was taken aback, and she immediately chased after the car, standing in front of it and saying,
âCynthia, I really need to talk to you!â
âJust drive,â Cynthia ordered the driver, not even glancing at Jayleen. She wished she had bought a car
and kept it in the
garage as it was inconvenient for her even to go out now.
The driver replied, âMiss, why donât you talk to your friend?â
He hesitated for a moment and then added, âIt looks like itâs
something urgent.â
Cynthia did not want to, but Jayleen was like a piece of adhesive tape she could not shake off. Then,
she looked through the
window and gave it a thought.
In order to have some peace in the future, she got out of the car.
Jayleen did not block the taxi anymore.
Five minutes later, the two of them sat by the window in the
cafe. After Jayleen ordered coffee, Cynthia asked directly,â What do you want to say?â
âDo you love Joshua?â Jayleen suddenly asked.
Cynthia was puzzled.
âI love him,â Jayleen said.
Cynthia was still confused.
âDo you know why we broke up before?â Jayleen asked again.
Cynthia looked at her and said, a little impatiently, âYouâd better have a good reason for talking to me.â
âI know it wasnât fair to you for Joshua to divorce you for me, but I canât let him go. When I found out I
had a terminal illness, I broke up with him even though I didnât want to,â Jayleen
said, her hand tightening slightly as she bit her lip.