My Husband Is A Secret Billionaire By Wiuu

Chapter 37

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Jane didn’t sleep all night either.

On the one hand, she was concerned about Bailey, and on the other, she was troubled by Dan’s “sweetheart“. Add to that the discomfort of spending her first night on the couch, and it’s no surprise she barely got a wink of sleep until the break of dawn.

Yet, it wasn’t long before Jane was jolted awake by some noise.

Blinking open her eyes, she saw Dan all suited up, ready to step out. Bailey was also geared up, bag packed, trailing behind him.

“Where are you two off to?” Jane asked, taken aback.

Dan’s outfit was indeed a sight–dressed head to toe in black, complete with a baseball cap, and sporting a telescopic stick, which was a usual part of his home workout routine.

A sinking feeling tugged at her heart.

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Dan shot her a glance, not uttering a word.

Jane’s heart skipped a beat. It seemed like he was genuinely going out to fight. Every time he’d brawled since their wedding, it had something to do with her, and each time her heart was in her mouth, dreading that he would be in jail again…

This time, no matter what, Jane had to prevent him from going down that path again!

“Don’t worry about this matter,” Dan said, his voice steady yet firm. “Those bullies won’t learn their lesson unless they get a taste of their own medicine!”

“Do we really have to fight fire with fire?”

“What better way do you propose?” He turned to her, his eyes icy, his resolve unwavering. “If talking things out was effective, the world would be a far more peaceful place.

“Rest assured, I know what I’m doing. By standing up to those bullies for Bailey this time, they’ll think twice before messing with him in the future. Bailey’s my brother too. I can’t just stand by and watch him get bullied!”

A wave of warmth washed over Jane. She gently took his hand, paused for a moment, and then looked up at him. “Let’s not rush into anything. I have a solution.”

“What?” Dan’s eyes narrowed. “What’s your plan?”

Jane gave him a coy smile, picked up her phone, and waved it before him.

“There’s no point in fighting fire with fire. It’ll only lead to an endless cycle of trouble. My plan, however, is a one–shot solution to all our worries! But it might require putting Bailey in an uncomfortable position one more time. Can you bear with it?”

Dan was taken aback, and then he set down his telescopic stick and heeded Jane’s words. He switched to casual attire and after they had breakfast, both escorted Balley to school.

Jane instructed Bailey to walk ahead, while she and Dan tralled behind, maintaining some distance.

Sure enough, before they reached the school gates, they spotted a group of high schoolers with

cigarettes hanging from their mouths approaching Bailey. They swarmed him, patting his shoulders and tossing his school bag around, their faces alight with malicious glee. Seeing them, Bailey was visibly shaking like a leaf, letting himself be dragged to a secluded corner, too scared to utter a word.

Jane and Dan swiftly followed and hid nearby.