Taming The CEO The Escaping Wife

Chapter 23

Letitia’s eyes were rimmed with red.

“Are you really that strapped for cash? Elgin stared at her, “So desperate that you’re picking up trash and tossing your pride to the wind?”

“Yes! I need money! What’s pride? What’s dignity? The moment you chucked me into the loony bin, I lost all that! Just being alive costs me way more effort than the average Joe!

You’re Mr. Ramirez, high and mighty, worth billions. Of course, you’d never stoop to this level. But me? I’m nothing. You snap your fingers, and I’m supposed to commute on foot to work. Is it such a crime to scrape together enough for bus fare? I knew you’d find out sooner or later, but I’m more scared of being broke than I am of your temper!”

Letitia quickly cleaned her tears and squatted down to pick up the scattered items again.

“Stop picking those up!”

Continuing, she didn’t listen to his words.

“Letitia, I said stop picking those up!” Elgin scooped her up in one motion.

“Let go of me!”

Elgin kicked the bottles out of the way and dumped Letitia into the car.

Ranen’s face was a picture of panic, “Mr. Ramirez…

“Get lost!”

“Yes, sir.

“Pick up those damn bottles!”

H

Ranen, “… Yes, Mr. Ramirez.

When the boss fights, the assistant suffers.

Not only got kicked out of the car in the dead of night but also sent to collect trash.

Elgin sat in the driver’s seat and floored the accelerator.

Letitia’s head nearly smashed into the windshield.

She hurried to buckle up; at this speed, she wouldn’t put it past her life being on the line.

She can’t die.

her parents. And certainly not now; she’s got a baby to think

even dare open her eyes,

zipping past cars, turning the sedan into a

thrown around by inertia until they reached Ivory Towers, where Elgin finally hit the brakes.

toward the steps, tires screeching against the pavement, stopping less than five centimeters

she jumped out of the car and started retching

looked on coldly, “Drama queen.”

get car sick!”

up more than once. He squinted, “What’s up with

inside, fearing he’d connect the dots to morning

soup, I’m not used to it. Hospital food was trash, so

and was equally annoyed,

looked at

health. But soon he found an excuse

warned. “If

think I

just for bus fare? Starting tomorrow, you ride with me to

aback, that was even worse than

walking was liberating without having to

her silence as consent. “Don’t overthink it. If you get spotted, I would

many at the company know we’re

there was no way Elgin would go public

was speculating about the unseen Mrs. Ramirez, the knockout bound to be living the high life, hitched

room, the butler presented a cup

sip, his expression

which she handed to

Mrs. Ramirez.

turned

She’s got nerve!

candle I

thought it was thrown away by mistake and

you want

want it!” Elgin slammed the teacup down and stormed upstairs to

“Madam, Mr. Ramirez seems in a bad mood.”

like he’s going through menopause.

upset Mr. Ramirez again.”

was speechless, “He started it.