Looking at her proud face, Charlie was amused, "So, who is living with me now?"
Nancy was struck dumb, unable to respond.
It was true. No matter who everyone knew as Charlie's wife, it was her who was living with him.
She bit her lip in frustration and suddenly felt less confident.
Even if she was coerced..., it was her name listed on the marriage certificate with Charlie.
Nancy was furious, her cheeks balloning like a pufferfish. Charlie reached out and forcefully pinched her puffed-up face with his slender fingers, "So, Nancy, you should only feel natural when spending my money."
"Ouch..."
Nancy yelped in pain. She raised her hand to slap his hand away. Then she gently rubbed her own sore cheek, glancing at him from the corner of her eye.
Who hated money?
He voluntarily gave it to her. She didn’t steal it or snatch it. And he seemed unhappy when she had rejected his money.
"Fine."
Nancy tightly grasped the credit card in her hand and burst into a happy smile, "Since you insist, I'll fulfill this little wish of yours."
Charlie raised an eyebrow, let go of her, and stood up.
Nancy then seemed to remember something and looked up at him, "Oh, I forgot to ask, what's the password?"
As Charlie walked towards the bedside, he said, "Vivian's date of birth."
Nancy, "..."
It wasn’t so much damaging, as it was humiliating!
Charlie gave her a card, but the password was Vivian's date of birth.
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