Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone With The Money

Chapter 19

Joshua’s gaze faltered. His eyes moved from Cynthia to Mr. Cheyne. “What do you mean?”

“Do you really like Ms. Shaw, or is it just the obsession and unwillingness to let go of this past relationship? Even though it’s only been two years, are you sure Ms. Shaw is still the same Ms. Shaw you knew?” Mr. Cheyne inquired.

“What are you trying to say?” Joshua seemed a bit annoyed by the question.

“I’m worried that you’re misunderstanding your emotions.” Mr. Cheyne acted as an emotional consultant. “You might miss out on your chance with your wife.”

Joshua did not answer.

He was very clear about his feelings for Jayleen; he liked her. Even now, whenever he recalled her gentleness and company, it helped him calm down and focus on dealing with matters.

If it were not for their breakup, they might already be married.

“Actually, there’s a simple and direct way to test whether you really like Ms. Shaw or not.” Mr. Cheyne’s lips curved into a grin he could not quite hide, the seeds of gossip already sprouting. “The question is, are you willing to give it a try?”

Joshua looked at him. “What?”

“Being attracted to someone comes with sexual impulses. Think about whether or not you have any sexual impulses towards Ms. Shaw,” Mr. Cheyne whispered into Joshua’s ear so that only the two of them could hear.

Joshua, as an adult, knew what that meant.

Mr. Cheyne asked softly, “Do you?”

No.

That was Joshua’s first reaction.

Whether it was in the past or now, he had never had any such thoughts about Jayleen. All he wanted was to care for her and ensure that she led a happy life.

However, with Cynthia….

At that thought, Joshua furrowed his brow, his gaze falling on Mr. Cheyne, outright rejecting his suggestion. “Don’t apply your theories to other people. Just because they work for you doesn’t mean they’ll work for me.”

If what Yoel said were true, it would mean that the person he liked was Cynthia.

The idea was ab

Mr. Cheyne dicot say anything more, as he understood his boss’s emotions all too well. He could almost envision Mrs. Neal senior getting a divorce from Joshua in a month and Joshua sitting alone in the villa, living off memories. The second young master was right; Joshua needed some setbacks in life.

“I’ve moved all my things. Once the cooling–off period is over, I’ll contact you to get the divorce papers,” Cynthia informed Joshua after she had finished packing.

“Hold on,” Joshua called out to her.

Cynthia looked back at him.

Joshua glanced at the moving truck filled with her belongings and, after careful consideration, said, “Yoel will take you there; the moving truck doesn’t have room for you.”

“Okay,” Cynthia agreed without any objections.

She got into the car, and just as she was about to ask Yoel to drive, Joshua opened the door on the other side and got in. His tall figure made the spacious car seem suddenly cramped.

Cynthia furrowed her brow. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m just heading to the office on the way,” Joshua said nonchalantly. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Cynthia was skeptical. Did he even know where she lived?

She did not expose his lie. In her opinion, Joshua was probably worried she would run away without divorcing him, so he intentionally got into the car to see where she was going to live. As long as he knew her address, there was no way she could escape.

Cynthia was not worried about him causing trouble after finding out where she lived. She would only be staying in Jiverton for another month before returning to Nexuria. Even if she came back to Jiverton later, it would likely be rare.

Joshua was oblivious to her thoughts. He simply wanted to know where she was going to live and what kind of environment it would be.

The drive was quiet, and an hour later, they arrived at a residential area on the outskirts of Jiverton.

Seeing the distance from the city center, Joshua’s handsome eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly. “You’re living here?” he asked.

“Yeah.” Cynthia nodded.

She had chosen this place after considering all the properties in Jiverton. It was far from the city center, making it an ideal place to live.

Joshua could not understand why. He carefully weighed his words and said, “You can move into the villa I offered you. It will be your property after the divorce.”

“I’m fine here,” Cynthia replied without further explanation.

Joshua did not agree with her, but he did not say anything more since she insisted on staying.

Cynthia got out of the car outside the residential area, along with the movers, and headed for the underground parking lot.

Mr. Cheyne was still the car with Joshua and asked, “Boss, are we going back to the office now?”

Joshua glanced at nim.

Mr. Cheyne was puzzled. “What does that mean? I don’t understand.”

“Cynthia is still registered as my wife. Are you just going to watch her move all by herself?” Joshua said coldly, without showing any emotion.

With just a simple sentence, Mr. Cheyne immediately understood Joshua’s intention. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips. “Don’t worry, boss. I’ll make sure Mrs. Neal senior and her belongings get home safely.”

“Go on, then,” Joshua urged.

Without hesitation, Mr. Cheyne got out of the car and sprinted toward Cynthia. He could not understand why his boss did not just find out Mrs. Neal senior’s apartment number himself rather than using such a flimsy excuse to have him do it.

Ten minutes later, Mr. Cheyne returned and informed Joshua of Cynthia’s floor and apartment number. Joshua gave nothing away, simply instructing him to drive back to the office and prepare the documents needed for their business trip.

As for Cynthia, she knew that Mr. Cheyne had followed her upstairs at Joshua’s request, and she understood that his purpose was to make sure she did not run off without obtaining the divorce papers, leaving him unable to be with Jayleen openly. She did not say anything, instead focusing on packing her belongings.

An hour later, she had finished packing and was about to order lunch when a phone call disrupted her plans. Seeing the words ‘Old Man Yates‘ flashing on her phone screen, her first instinct was to hang up. However, when she did, the call came through again.

In the past, if she hung up once, he would not call back. It had become an unwritten rule in their strained relationship. Hesitating while staring at the vibrating phone, Cynthia eventually answered, her tone as indifferent as before, “What is it?”

“Your sister is in trouble,” came the hoarse voice on the other end, delivering five chilling words.

Those words threw Cynthia’s heart into turmoil. She did not know how she managed to hang up or leave the apartment, but when she came to her senses, she was already in a taxi heading for the airport.

As the scene fell away behind her outside the taxi window, her mind was filled with the words her father had said on the phone. Her sister had a broken arm and a head injury, and was unconscious when taken to the hospital. Her sister was the most important person to her, aside from her mother.

“Driver, could you please go a bit faster?” Cynthia’s heart was in disarray.