HEARTLESS HUSBAND CHASE HIS EX-WIFE novel Chapter 2

CELINE’s POV

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While waiting at the said restaurant where I will be waiting for my parents here in the private room, I also ordered some food.

I took several deep breaths until I felt hurt. Only then did I notice I hurt my forearm from scratching.

I was too tense about the reason my parents wanted to meet me, which is why I didn’t notice I started scratching on my forearm that led to me hurting myself again.

I took a band-aid and covered the wound on my forearm. Soon, my parents arrived just in time with the server who brought the food I ordered for them. An appetizer of garlic bread and mushroom soup and the main menu of pasta, chicken, and pizza. I order for two people since I don’t plan to eat either.

After the food was served and the server left, my parents said what they needed.

“We need five million dollars,” my mother began.

I silently rested deeply. I knew they needed money from me, but I didn’t expect that they needed this much money from me this time.

“But mom, I don’t have that much money.” I voice..

“We know,” answered my father. “What’s the point of marrying a billionaire like Lance?”

This is the only reason they married me to Lance, because of Lance’s money plus his influence.

“Haven’t you talked to Lance about this yet?” I dare to ask.

My parents don’t like me asking them, especially about this kind of thing, but I wonder why they are approaching me now? In the three years that Lance and I have been together, my parents go straight to Lance to borrow or sometimes ask for money for their business and company.

I’m ashamed of what my parents doing to Lance and I don’t want to think that I’m only after money from Lance, for all that I can’t do anything more and often I don’t know what my parents are doing when they ask Lance for money. Moreover, my parents don’t tell me either. Lance did not mention the full details every time my parents asked for money.

If I add everything that my parents have asked for money from Lance in the past three years since Lance and I got married, my parents have asked Lance for over five million dollars not including the ones that Lance paid that my parents debt to many people, and as far as I know, not even one cent dollar, my parents have not yet returned Lance.

My father stood up and came closer to me and held my arm tightly. “What right do you have to ask? Did we give you permission to ask?”

I speedily shook my head. “I’m in pain,” I said, almost crying.

My mom put a stop to my father, not due to her concern for my well-being, but to resume discussing the money they were requesting.

As soon as my father let go of my arm, my arm went numb for a few moments. I’m sure what my father did to me will leave a bruise.