Torn Between Love and Hate novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167 Her Tears Almost Fell 

Morton sat in the driver’s seat with a puzzled expression on his face. He had been waiting here for quite a while, and he had no idea what Joseph was waiting for. 

Upon hearing Joseph’s words, he cautiously asked, “Mr. Black, did you use your card to buy something?” 

Joseph frowned as he looked at the shopping mall across the street, “Deborah came to this hotel and now she’s gone 

to the mall.” 

Morton was stunned for a moment before he realized what was going on. 

It seems that Joseph and Ms. Shepherd had an argument, so Ms. Shepherd left to stay at a hotel. 

But Ms. Shepherd has always been swiping Joseph’s black card. 

Ms. Shepherd has already checked into her hotel room and spent half a day shopping at the mall, so it’s impossible that she hasn’t made any purchases. 

One of the greatest pleasures in Joseph’s life is to watch the payment notifications on his phone, swishing in one another, while Ms. Shepherd goes on her shopping sprees. 

The notification alerts can actually be turned off, but alas, some people just don’t bother to do so. 

In Joseph’s own words, this is what gives him a sense of the true meaning of making money. 

after 

Morton called the bank and quickly hesitated to speak “Mr. Black, the bank said that there’s no issue with your card, 

it’s just that there haven’t been any transactions made.” 

Joseph’s face fell, and he couldn’t sit still. 

She doesn’t even spend his money anymore. 

He pushed open the car door, got out, and entered the hotel. 

The hotel receptionist recognized him and greeted him respectfully, “Mr. Black, hello.” 

Joseph approached and asked in a deep voice, “Which room did Deborah open?” 

The receptionist, aware of his relationship with Deborah, informed him of her room number. 

Joseph said, “Have you paid already?” 

The receptionist paused for a moment, then quickly nodded, “Ms. Shepherd has already paid with her card.” 

In other words, it’s just about not using Joseph’s money. 

MINEN 

Joseph, seemingly was absent-minded, turned around and walked back to the hotel lobby, sitting down on a couch. 

The receptionist had no idea what was going on, so she brought him some coffee and fetched some snacks. 

Seeing Joseph like this, he didn’t seem to have any plans to go upstairs or leave. 

The receptionist asked cautiously, “Mr. Black, would you like me to contact Ms. Shepherd for you?” 

Joseph came back to his senses and said calmly, “No need, you go ahead with your work” 

The receptionist had no choice but to nod and leave. 

Deborah and Alyssa were having a great time shopping at the mall across the street. 

After purchasing groceries and a large number of household items, two shopping carts were filled to the brim. 

After finishing paying and about to leave the shopping mall, she suddenly remembered an issue. 

With so many things, how could she and Alyssa move them to the hotel room across the street? 

She was contemplating whether to go to the hotel across the street to get her car and drive it to the underground parking lot on this side. 

A familiar voice suddenly rang out from behind. “Need some help?” 

Deborah’s body jolted. 

Turning around, she saw Zayne, whom she hadn’t seen for three years, standing right behind her. 

He was also pushing a shopping cart with his hands, filled with some basic daily necessities. 

He asked, “Do you need help?” but without the expression of a long-awaited reunion, and he didn’t greet Deborah 

either. 

Deborah paused for a moment before realizing that Zayne probably knew something- 

He thought Deborah hadn’t regained her memory yet, and therefore couldn’t know about the past events. 

So he pretended not to know her. 

Deborah’s eyes suddenly turned red in an instant. 

“Dr. Gaige.” 

Zayne’s hand tightened on the shopping cart as he looked at Alyssa. 

Alyssa laughed and said, “Mr. Gaige, my mom just finished her therapy session, and now she remembers everything.” 

Zayne found it hard to believe and was momentarily taken aback. 

Deborah looked at his hand with a hint of excitement, “Your hand…” 

Zayne immediately raised his hands and shook them a few times, “It’s all good, it’s been fine for a while now.” 

Deborah couldn’t help but feel emotional, her eyes glistening with tears, “That’s good, that’s really good.” 

Over the past three years, it’s not like Zayne hasn’t seen Deborah. 

Stealthily pecking at her from the shadows, or catching a glimpse of her on television and in magazines. 

After three years, he finally had the chance to ask her a question. 

“How have you been these past few years?” 

Deborah’s tears almost tell, but she quickly sniffed and turned her head to the side, swiftly pressing the corner of her 

eye with her knuckle. 

She finally managed a smile and looked at him, “I’m good too, Dr. Gaige, how about you?” 

Zayne laughed, gripping the shopping cart handle tightly, his knuckles turning white and veins becoming visible on 

the back of his hand. 

He replied to her, “Me too, everything’s fine.” 

Indeed, everything is fine. 

Over the past three years, Joseph has informed people in Richmond to lend him a helping hand wherever he can. 

Once upon a time, Ashton used to see Zayne as a thorn in his side and a pain in his flesh, all because of Zayne’s relationship with Deborah. 

But Joseph was different; he was grateful to him and did everything he could to help him. 

Including Zayne’s hand, it took Joseph a lot of effort. 

Norman was asked for help, and an expert was personally invited from abroad to cure him. 

Joseph said, “Deborah’s friends are my friends too.” 

Deborah’s benefactor is also their benefactor. 

So, for the past three years, Zayne has admired Joseph, but he couldn’t feel jealous or resentful.