Marriage With A Evil Heart

At this moment, I felt utterly helpless. I couldn’t let things continue like this. I had to find Jacob to understand what had happened. I absolutely refused to believe that he would violate company policies.

Just then, my old phone rang, and I glanced down to see it was a call from Robert.

It seemed that Edward had already informed Robert of the situation.

I composed myself, cleared my throat, and raised my hand to answer, “Hubby!”

“Honey, where are you? Why did you come out? Are you okay?” His voice was extremely concerned, tender to the utmost.

“I was bored at home, so I came out for some fresh air! Nowhere special to go, so I went to the company, but you weren’t there!” I tried to soften my voice, “Edward said you’re at the port, shall I come to see you?”

“I’m already on my way out. Tell me your location?” he asked, “Or should I come to you?”

“I’m on Long Lane Road.” I answered truthfully, being cautious in case he tried to track my car, “If you’re busy, I’ll just go home. I’ve been out for a while, feeling a bit tired!”

“That’s fine. Take it easy on the way back. I’ll be home shortly too!” I knew very well that this was Robert’s way of hinting for me to return and not linger outside.

“Alright, I’ll head back directly!”

After ending the call, I turned on the Bluetooth, dialed Albert’s number, and asked him to find a way to locate Jacob.

I had barely arrived home when Robert returned, bringing with him my favorite fruits.

“Why are you back so soon? I just got in!” I lay on the sofa, looking at him with fatigue, “Didn’t you say it would take a while?”

“I originally planned to make a trip to the hospital. When I called and found the person I was looking for wasn’t there, I came back right away!” He observed my expression, “You seem to be getting better day by day. You can even drive now!”

“Nonsense! Just driving this short distance makes my legs weak. If I don’t start exercising soon, I’ll really become useless! Nowadays, doctors are so unprofessional, they can’t find anything.” I complained, pointing at the fruits he was still holding, “I want to eat!”

Robert obediently sat next to me, opened the bag, and I grumbled, “Did you wash your hands?”

He smiled at me, promptly stood up to wash his hands, then returned to sit by my side and peeled a few for me.

While I was enjoying the oranges he peeled, his phone rang. He picked it up, checked the screen, stood up to walk away, and answered the call. However, he didn’t say anything, just made a few affirmative noises before hanging up.

Then he smiled at me and said, “Honey, I have to make a trip to the company, need to finalize this business deal and then I’ll be at ease.”

I gave him a disapproving look, “Just come back and you’re leaving again!”Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

In fact, I knew there was something fishy about this phone call.

He smiled and kissed my forehead, “What can I do? Can’t neglect business, right?”

“Are you still having lunch at home?” I asked, “I was thinking of having a meal with you outside!”

“It’s already lunchtime, surely I invited them for lunch!” Robert’s excuse was just too reasonable.

Did he think I was confused due to my illness? Would a business call stay away from me to answer?

Helplessly, I waved my hand at him, “Forget it, go on! Remember to repay the money !”

He chuckled, “You seem obsessed with money, always talking about it.”

Then, picking up his bag, he casually said, “I’m off!” and left.

I silently cursed, thinking, “The one obsessed with money is your family. All you show up when I’m not dead yet, trying to get a piece of the pie. My money won’t be that easy for you to take.”

I stood up and told Sherry, who was about to cook downstairs, “I want to take a nap. Don’t bother calling me for lunch.”

That afternoon, I organized all the reports on Robert’s computer, extracting useful clues. Then, I contacted my former classmates to see if they could help locate Jacob. Unfortunately, no one could reach him. He seemed to have vanished without a trace, even Albert had no updates.