Gorgeous Couple’s Sweet Love novel Chapter 42

I received a call from the loan shark when I was about to get off work. He warned in an arrogant tone: "Mrs. Hughes, tomorrow is the deadline."

"I know, and Steve and I are already divorced. Don't ever call me Mrs. Hughes!" I pursed my lips and asked calmly after a while, "Where do we meet tomorrow so I can give you the money?"

He said coldly: "I will give you an account and you can make the transfer."

"No way, I will hand it to you personally, because I want to see the IOU, and I want to destroy it in your presence."

The loan shark was taken aback and asked: "Do you think we are gonna go back on our words?"

I repeated firmly, "Give me the IOU or the deal's off."

"Okay, I'll call you tomorrow." He suddenly said straightforwardly.

After hanging up, I told Bob and left the police station ahead of time. As soon as I left the police station, I received an unfamiliar call.

It was a call from City B.

Who would call from City B?

I answered with doubts in my heart. As soon as I put it next to my ear, I heard a bright sound asking: "Emma, your man's car is parked by my house, do you want to drive it back?"

This familiar tone was none other than Sean.

I said: "Wait for Benjamin to come back and drive it."

"Just get over here and drive it away."

He told me the address and hung up the phone. I looked helplessly at the sky and stopped a taxi to his place.

When I arrived, I saw a chick next to Sean. His hands were unscrupulously placed on the shoulders of the girl. He saw me and then walked over with the chick still in his arms, "Isn't September with you?"

"Car key." I opened my hand to ask for the car key, and kindly explained: "September is on duty today with Riley, they might be on stakeout."

Sean immediately let go of the girl's shoulders and said, "I want a deal with you, Emma. You tell me about September and I'll tell you about Benjamin."

I was really interested in Benjamin, but I didn't want to learn about what he himself didn't want to tell me from someone else's mouth. I shook my head and smiled and said, "If he wants to tell me about himself, I will listen."

Sean asked doubtfully: "Are you not curious?"

"He is not worth making me curious." I maintained the self-esteem in my heart, and said: "Not all women want him, and not all divorced women care about him."

Sean was slightly surprised and asked, "Did Benjamin bad-mouth me to you? Why are you always hostile to me?"

"Did you?" I looked at him suspiciously and asked lightly: "Otherwise, what hostility would I have towards you?"

I'd never forget what he called me that night at the bar.

"You said I can't get September."

"I was telling the truth."

"You were willing to bet with me on terms of leaving him!" Sean asked unwillingly: "Why are you so sure?"

"Sean, you obviously hate me, then why do you approach me pretending to be in a good relationship with me?" I opened the door with the key and reminded him: "In fact, we are not that close. You don't need to ask me these questions. I won't answer them anyway."

Sean was anxious and cursed, "All you got is that smart tongue of yours."

I got in and started the car and left.

He looked down on me so I didn't want to waste my time with him.

It was not my problem whether he could get September, just like it was not his problem whether I was the kind of b*tch in his mouth.

In the future, it was better not to get too close to him.

Even if he was Benjamin's good friend.

I drove back to Elysia, and when I was downstairs, I hesitated to drive back to my stepfather's house. As soon as I got off the car, I saw the neighbor Mrs. Holly not far away. She was chatting with several neighbors.

She came over with glowing eyes and reached out to touch the car and sighed, "Em, when did you buy such a good car?"

I thought for a while and said, "It belongs to Mr. Dunn, my husband."

One score for Benjamin

"Have you married again? It seems that the divorce between you and Steve is true, but it's okay so long as you can have a good life."

I frowned and said, "Well, excuse me."

I could tell how her attitude towards me changed after learning a bit about what kind of man I married.

When I got home, Jeanie was knitting a sweater. She saw me and said cheerfully, "Tsk, our honorable public defender! I have not seen you wear a police uniform in five years."

"Yeah, where's your dad?" I asked.

Jeanie said indifferently: "Grunting on bed."

I frowned and asked, "What did you do this time?"

"He was going to take my money to save Julienne, I stopped him, anyway, if he wants to keep Julienne, I'd sooner slit my own throat!"

Jeanie was only 18 years old now, but there was a hint of sullenness between her eyebrows. I sat down to persuade her, "For your father, Julienne is his woman. He has the responsibility to protect her. From your point of view, you think the money was left to you by your mother and your dad, and I can understand that you are not willing to spend it on her, but Jeanie, you don't have to push him by threatening him with suicide."