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.

parents. And certainly not now; she’s

Ah! Letitia didn’t even dare open her eyes,

steering wheel, zipping past cars, turning the sedan into a race car.

inertia until they reached Ivory Towers, where Elgin finally hit

steps, tires screeching against the pavement, stopping less than

drenched in a cold sweat. Her legs trembling, she jumped out of the car and started

looked on coldly, “Drama

get car sick!”

to have thrown up more than once. He

inside, fearing he’d connect the dots

the greasy soup, I’m not used to it. Hospital food was trash, so my stomach’s weak now i cant handle anything too rich!”

remembered Phedra’s soup and was equally annoyed, “Then

Letitia looked at him.

there 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

no more trash picking!” Elgin warned. “If I catch you

I enjoy it?

for bus fare? Starting tomorrow, you ride with me to and from work.” Elgin

was taken aback, that was even worse than walking

walking was liberating without having to

overthink it. If you get spotted, I

the company know we’re married.”

there was no way Elgin would

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

the living room, the butler presented a cup of

his expression still sour

she handed to the

you, Mrs. Ramirez.

face turned even darker.

She’s got nerve!

scented candle I gave you?” Letitia inquired. “Why did Samson say…”

been the cleaners, thought it was thrown away by mistake and put it

you want a new

teacup down and stormed upstairs to his

butler ventured cautiously. “Madam, Mr. Ramirez seems in a

not? Grumpy every day, like he’s going

Mr.

“He started