Semua Bab Bankrupt Husband? Actually, Hidden Gambling King: Bab 1 - Bab 8

Hillary spoke up again, sounding like she was lecturing a naughty child, "Enough, Lucas. Stop making a scene. What could you possibly have to wager? Just go home already—your mom can't be left alone in the hospital."The anger that had been building in my chest burst out of me. In a mocking tone, I snapped, "So you know my mom's in the hospital? So you clearly know that she's scheduled for brain surgery next week, and you still lost that three million dollars to Shane?"What exactly did my mom ever do to you for you to treat her like this?"A rare look of guilt flickered across Hillary's face, but it vanished almost instantly. She turned her head away and argued, "Money can always be earned again. Worst case, we can just borrow some money for your mom's surgery."Besides, that operation only has a 50% success rate. Rather than throwing that money down the drain, it's better to let Shane use it for emergencies. It's not easy for him to raise a kid by himself."Disappointment crashe

Shane swiftly pulled the enraged Hillary back into his arms and sat down again. He patted her back reassuringly while arrogantly agreeing to my wager."Don't be mad, Hil. There's no way he can win. Our son will be fine."Whispers spread among the crowd."Take a look at the photo of Shane's son on his social media. The kid's eyes really do look like Hillary's.""Yeah, I just remembered. Didn't Hillary go to Verdeau on a business trip for about six months four years ago? Wasn't Shane in Verdeau around the same time?""Now that you mention it…"Shane's son was four years old.That meant that when Hillary and I were discussing marriage, she and Shane had never fully broken things off.And worse, she'd even become pregnant with his child.What I thought was a sweet, loving romance had been nothing but a one-sided show on my part.My heart ached like it had been ripped wide open. I wanted nothing more than to tear them to shreds right on the spot, but I held back."Let's start."

"Call the cops! I'm calling the cops!" Shane screamed, jumping up in a fit of rage and jabbing his finger at me."That's assault, Lucas! And some of that money was earned by Hil! What gives you the right to take all of it?"I stared at him coldly, watching his features twist with agitation."Go ahead. Report me. Once you're done, I'll slap her again. At most, it's domestic violence. You think that scares me?"Hillary propped herself up and stared at me in disbelief, as if seeing me for the first time. But I couldn't be bothered to spare her another glance. I just turned and headed for the door.My hand had just touched the door handle when the door suddenly swung open from the outside.Several uniformed police officers stepped in, their expressions stern.The second Shane saw them, it was as though he'd seen his saviors. He shouted excitedly, "Officers! It's him! He's involved in illegal gambling and assault!"His words made everyone in the room turn pale.Illegal gambling? Th

Hillary hadn't been that humiliated—or lowered herself to such an extent—in a very long time. But no matter how much she begged, it made no difference.In the biting cold wind, she stood alone outside the office building with gifts in hand, just hoping to see one of my buddies.Coincidentally, I stepped out of a Maybach right then and walked straight toward the office building she couldn't enter.When she saw me, she rushed forward, only to be firmly stopped by the security guard."Ma'am, no entry without an appointment."Panicking, she pointed at my disappearing figure and screamed, "Let go of me! I'm with him! Why can he go in and I can't? He's my husband!"The guard rolled his eyes."What on earth are you spouting? That's our company's vice president—a total catch of a bachelor. What could he have to do with you? Hurry up and move along. Don't ruin our company's image."Hillary just stood there, completely stunned.In her eyes, I'd always been an electrician who only earned