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.

certainly not now; she’s got a baby to think of!

open her eyes, “Elgin,

steering wheel, zipping past cars, turning the

inertia until they reached Ivory Towers, where

toward the steps, tires screeching against the pavement, stopping less

a cold sweat. Her legs trembling, she jumped out

on coldly, “Drama

car sick!”

than once. He squinted, “What’s up with that?”

fearing he’d connect the dots to morning sickness.

soup, I’m not used to it. Hospital food was trash, so my stomach’s weak now i cant

soup and was equally annoyed, “Then

it!” Letitia looked at him. “No take-backs.”

was already something wrong with the soup, and her frequent vomiting had him concerned for her health. But soon he found an excuse for himself, Letitia was for him to punish, how could she be taken down by a bowl

more trash picking!” Elgin warned. “If I catch you

think I

for bus fare? Starting tomorrow, you ride with

was taken aback, that was

liberating without having to

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

many at the company

there was no way

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

room, the butler

a sip, his

a scented candle, which she handed to the butler,

you, Mrs.

face turned even darker.

something? She’s

scented candle I gave

been the cleaners, thought

if you want

slammed the teacup down and stormed upstairs

butler ventured cautiously. “Madam, Mr. Ramirez seems

day, like he’s going through menopause.

upset Mr. Ramirez

“He started it.