Second Marriage to Mr. Rich (Ned Fletcher)

Chapter 40

Angeline walked out of Oceanford TV Station with Anne, who had tears streaming down her face. At the back of them were the Emmersons causing a scene and refusing to let the production team air the show.

“You must be in cahoots with that bitch, Jodie!”

Juliet sat on the ground, pounding her thighs in protest. “If you dare to air this, I’ll jump from this building! Even if I become a ghost, I won’t let you bunch of dickheads off!”

Hearing that, Anne wiped away her tears and quickly pushed Angeline. “Go now, Angie. As the Emmersons are making a scene, they won’t pay attention to you. Hurry, don’t let the the production

team will take me back to the hotel later.”

Angeline gently squeezed Anne’s rough hand. “I’m taking the train to Cloudsville tonight to see Professor Dickson. Once I’m settled in Cloudsville, I’ll come home to count down the New Year wi

Anne nodded repeatedly, then pulled out a credit card from her pocket and handed it to Angeline. “Take this

card. The PIN is your birthday. You need money when you’re out.”

Fearing that Angeline would refuse, Anne added, “If you can’t finish using it all, just give it back to me when

you come home. I’m afraid I’ll hold you back if I accompany you to Cloudsville, so take some extra money. I’ll

be at ease.”

Angeline held onto the credit card and smiled at Anne. “Okay, I’ll take it.‘

“Angie, you’re not at fault. You’re the kindest and best child in the world. Without you, both me and your mom-

Anne’s tears flowed uncontrollably as she recalled Juliet’s words during the recording. “Both you and

Henrietta are treasures. Don’t listen to the Emmersons‘ nonsense.”

“I know, Anne.”

“Alright, alright. Go now. Henrietta and I will be waiting for you at home. When you come back, I’ll make your

favorite beef stew and meatballs for you.” Anne wiped away her tears.

As she watched Angeline get into the taxi, she squeezed the photo of Angeline and Ned in her pocket.

Angeline had suffered too much in her life. Anne felt that she had to do something for her.

Before heading to the TV station, Angeline had already packed her luggage.

After getting her luggage, she got into a taxi from the villa area to the train station.

On the way, she opened WhatsApp and saw a text from an unknown number. “Angeline, you’ve got some guts!

Just wait!”

Frowning, Angeline deleted the message.

+15 BONOS

Before closing WhatsApp, she saw Sean’s profile picture. It reminded her to ask for his account number to

transfer the money for her hospital stay and clothes.

There was no reply from him even after some time, so she sent another text. “Mr. Lawson, I’m leaving for Cloudsville tonight. Thanks for everything.”

Sean replied promptly, “Be safe.”

“Please send me your account number.” Angeline reiterated her request.

There was no response once again.

Sean was probably busy. Angeline locked her phone screen and looked out the window.

Today, she was leaving the city where she had lived for many years. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

She had come to this city because of Ned. Now, leaving it behind meant letting go of everything and starting

anew.

Angeline messaged Anne, instructing her to send a message once she got home the next day.

The train from Oceanford to Cloudsville departed.

Angeline checked the time on her phone and noticed another message. She tapped to open the chat.

“You left your scarf behind. Do you still want it?”

The profile picture showed intertwined hands. The man had well– defined fingers and was wearing a sports watch, while the woman’s hand was slender with beautiful, well–manicured nails.

The hands were Ned’s and Ingrid’s. Their fingers intertwined, showing deep affection. The text was from Ned.