Marriage With A Evil Heart

Since he started performing, I couldn’t fall behind.

“Hmm, it’s not really your fault,” I said calmly, “But investments should be approached with caution. It’s better not to touch the money in our family account. We need to plan for the long term, especially since we have three children. We have to ensure their future growth funds are sufficient. You know, the higher the profit in business, the greater the risk. In case of a mishap, it could affect the entire company. So, we should be careful and not gamble with our children’s future.”

My reasoning was sound, and I wouldn’t budge. “This money cannot be touched. You should replenish this amount as soon as possible!”

Robert remained silent and didn’t promise to replenish the money.

“Honey, I’m not restricting you from doing business. It’s just that I’m in this condition now, and my uncertainty is growing. I believe you can understand me. After all, I’m just a housewife. If there’s no money in the family account, how can I feel at ease? I can’t help you with the company’s matters now, but you have to make me feel secure about the family affairs!”

“Fine!” Robert’s tone was a bit impatient. “Once the payments come in, I’ll replenish the money.”

After saying that, he tried to go upstairs, but I stopped him, seizing the opportunity. “Darling, I contacted Oliver’s previous kindergarten yesterday. In the next few days, I think it’s time to send Charles there too!”

Before Robert could respond, Sherry rushed out of the kitchen. “Mrs. Brown, isn’t it a bit too early now? Let’s wait a bit longer!”

Ignoring her, I continued talking to Robert. “Charles needs to learn some rules. Lilly and Oliver were sent to kindergarten at this age. Charles has no constraints at home; he’s just mischievous! Sending him to kindergarten will let the teachers discipline him!”

I deliberately chose this moment to discuss it with Robert since he hadn’t given me a satisfactory answer about the money. So, bringing up something like sending a child to kindergarten was something he couldn’t easily refuse.

Robert paused, thought for a moment, and responded, “As you wish.”

Sherry seemed a bit frustrated and called out to Robert, “Mr. Brown…”

Without even looking at her, Robert headed straight upstairs, coolly saying, “Focus on your duties!”

Sherry pursed her lips and didn’t dare to speak up again.

Since Robert agreed to this matter, there was no time to waste. The next day, I, along with Robert, sent Charles to kindergarten. I had no choice, I had to minimize the risk of Charles being harmed; Sherry might use him as leverage against me or Robert at any time.

When we were sending Charles, Sherry insisted on accompanying us. Seeing Charles crying heartbreakingly made my heart ache as well.

Robert looked at me and asked, “Shouldn’t we wait until he’s a bit older before sending him?”

I retorted, “Is it your first time being a dad? Lilly and Oliver, did either of them not cry? Separation anxiety is normal. He’ll get used to it in a couple of days.”

After saying that, I gritted my teeth, turned around, and got into the car. Sherry looked at me and suggested, “Maybe I should stay here for a while. If it doesn’t work out, I can take him back.”

I wasn’t sure if Sherry genuinely cared about Charles or if she had ulterior motives. However, the thought of the missing concoction made me sober. I couldn’t believe that she genuinely had good intentions. Sending Charles to kindergarten was just to avoid potential dangers she might bring.

“Go back! Otherwise, it will take him longer to adapt, and it’ll be more painful!” I said with determination.

Reluctantly, Sherry got into the car with us, wiping away a tear. Ha! She acted more realistically than me, Charles’s biological mother. Anyone who didn’t know would think she was his real mother!

That day, both Sherry and I were a bit absent-minded. Before four o’clock, Sherry knocked on the door and asked if she could pick up Charles earlier.

I sat up from the bed, yawning with displeasure. “I’ll go with you to pick him up.”

Sherry immediately said sincerely, “No need, Mrs. Brown. I can handle it. You can stay at home.”

Her words played right into my hands, so I nodded in agreement and even let her take my car.

Soon enough, I saw Sherry happily driving away in my car from the window.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.