Become the Wife of A CEO

Horace lowered his voice which sounded scarier with hostility in his eyes.

Ashlee was intimidated but could only vent her anger toward Clara for the sake of decency, and said, “Clara, how dare you turn against me! You think you can make all troubles go away by breaking off with the Middleton family? Listen, you have our dad’s blood and you’ll have it for life!”

Ashlee turned her head to Horace and said, “Mr. Kirkland, I meant well to see my sister today. I heard that she is pregnant so I just came to see her.”

Ashlee thought she could smooth things over by saying this so Horace would be polite to her.

Unexpectedly, Horace just sneered and said in an extremely cold voice, “Ashlee, don’t push it. You saved me and not Clara. I’ll pay you back but you can’t give her a hard time.”

Horace’s voice was scarily cold which frightened Ashlee.

But soon she scoffed, “Mr. Kirkland, don’t forget who had saved you in the first place. Now you’re talking to me in such an attitude?”

Ashlee sat on the sofa and crossed her arms, thinking confidently that Mr. Kirkland would bear her disrespect based on the fact that she had saved him after those words, and said, “Don’t you want to pay me back? Didn’t you say you guys are a couple and will handle all things together? Now what? Back out? I’m here as a guest, how come I can’t ask your wife to pour me a cup of tea? Now she’s pregnant and condescending? She’s still a bastard…”

“Ashlee!”

Horace interrupted coldly before Ashlee could finish her words.

She was taken aback, looking up to him and meeting his scarily cold eyes.

“Get out!” Horace uttered two words and he obviously didn’t bother to say more at all.

Ashlee was totally stunned.

“What do you mean by that?” she jumped to her feet and said, “How could you do this to your lifesaver…”

“I don’t care if you saved my life,” Horace interrupted again, “as long as you offend my wife, I won’t forgive you.”

Horace said gloomily while coldly staring at Ashlee, which made her feel like in a dungeon with shock.

Horace was a humane person in Ashlee’s mind so she wanted to give Clara a hard time based on this.

But now…

Did Ashlee underestimate how much Clara meant to him?

“No, Horace is still useful. I can’t push it too far and let him go.”

At this thought, Ashlee changed her attitude instantly and touched her belly as if nothing happened.

“I’m sorry, I’ve been pregnant for so long, and it is natural to get so emotional and throw tantrums. You are so generous and forgiving, you’ll forgive me, right? After all, you are pregnant, too.”

Ashlee emphasized her pregnancy again like others didn’t know they were all pregnant.

And Clara also froze hearing that Horace stood up for her.

She knew how much he cared about the person who saved him ten years ago so she had already prepared to put up with Ashlee’s insult no matter how aggrieved she felt.

She didn’t expect that Horace would stand up for her.

Clara felt so warm and happy that she didn’t even care about Ashlee’s provocation, and just said with a cold glance, “If you still remember you’re pregnant, why don’t you just say what you want, fix this and then go back to get some rest?”

Ashlee grimaced and sneered, “I want to talk to Mr. Kirkland privately.”

Clara didn’t want to cause any trouble as the anger appeared in Horace’s face again, and said, “Well, I’ll go rest.”

Clara went back to her room without bothering to take a look at Ashlee as she said it.

The last touch of tenderness in Horace’s face disappeared as Clara left, staring at Ashlee in disgust, “What do you want?”

“I’m having money problems. I need money,” Ashlee said with no shame.

“Money again?” Isaac complained.

She was so insatiable as Horace had already given her a lot of money.

“What? I can’t ask for more?” Ashlee said sourly, “I saved you through all those hardships. Now I’m in trouble, and you want to throw me under the bus? Sure, you could leave your first love in the fire, not to mention a stranger who met you once and saved you out of kindness.”

Horace’s face turned cold and said, “How much do you want?”

“At least 30 million.”

Horace didn’t want to check Ashlee’s greedy face again.

“Isaac, send her out,” Horace turned his wheelchair against her and said, “I’ll transfer the money to your account.”

Ashlee had got what she wanted and was ready to leave with a satisfied grin.

Horace’s cold voice came behind her when she reached the door, “If you come to disturb my wife again, I’ll make you pay.”

Ashlee staggered and almost fell, secretly frightened by his move and tone.

Darren was relatively soft and easy to manipulate compared to Horace. Having something on him would be hard enough.

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Thinking about that, Ashlee once again strode out the door with her head held high.

“Isaac,” Horace whispered after Ashlee left.

“Yes, sir.”

“Transfer 40 million to her account.”

“Mr. Kirkland!” Isaac looked at Horace anxiously, “You just give her money like that? It’s simply daylight robbery!”

“It’s nothing if I can return the favor with money,” Horace said.

“Ashlee is so mean. Is she really the kind girl who saved you?” Isaac couldn’t resist interrupting.

“Maybe the time has changed her kindness. Or it is what she actually is, and she just happened to be softhearted that day and saved me.” Horace’s face had a look of slack, “But no matter what, she’s the only one who might be the girl.”

“I…”

Isaac still tried to say something for Horace’s sake.

But Horace had rolled his wheelchair and said, “Now, leave.”

“Yes, sir.” Isaac didn’t say anything more and left.

In the cab, Ashlee looked at the notification of transfer from the bank on her phone with a satisfied smile. She knew it was the right choice to turn to Horace.

Ashlee raised her head and said to the driver, “Take me to Windhunt Hospital.”

The driver replied while frowning, “That is really far, Miss. There’s a hospital nearby.”

“No, I’m going to Windhunt Hospital.” Ashlee’s face turned livid.