Scarlett sleepily opened and rubbed her eyes. Upon getting up, she realized that Jack was looking at her with a frown on his face. She reached out to touch his temple.
The moment that she moved, Jack took a step back. His frown turned into a look of pure disgust. She sneered, "Do you really hate me that much? If that's the case, why do you even want me to be with you?"
The lines on Jack's face deepened. However, he was not in the mood to stand there and listen to her nonsense.
He was heading to the bathroom when Scarlett grabbed him by the arm. Tears were streaming down her face. She demanded hysterically, "How come you never touch me even when you're drunk? What on earth do you want me to do, Jack?"
Before she could even finish talking, he produced a wallet from his pocket. He took out a bank card from it and handed it to her. "It's all yours. The password is the same as last time. I don't want to hear this nonsense anymore!"
It was happening all over again!
He behaved just like he had the last time. Still, Scarlett took the card. She tightened her hold on it, and the pain felt good.
In the cafe, Kailey had already found a seat. As soon as she spotted Scarlett, she raised her hand to call her attention. "Scarlett, here!" she called out to her cousin, who immediately approached.
She glanced at the menu, then turned it over and slid it across the table. Smiling, she said, "I don't know what you want, so I haven't ordered yet."
Scarl
ower her voice as they were in a public place. Instead, she spoke so loudly that it seemed as though she was afraid that others couldn't hear her. "Today, I told my cousin that the goods that I need cost five hundred thousand dollars. She told me she would give me the money tomorrow. I can use so much of it on myself!"
The two ladies walked away, and their voices faded with them.
Rachel stood still in front of the fridge, still holding the box of pork. She frowned tightly.
Julie, who had been staying nearby, had also heard everything. She set the shopping cart to the side and walked up to Rachel. "Miss, should we inform Mr. Fu?"
"Let's talk about it when he comes back."
Rachel was a little hesitant. She didn't know if speaking up made her the villain.
After all, everyone knew that Scarlett meant a lot to Jack. It seemed that he valued her even more than he had valued Celine.
Rachel smiled wryly. She thought that it was rather unnecessary for her to meddle. After all, money was nothing to Jack.
After the long walk back from the supermarket, Rachel's legs felt sore. She went straight to her room and planned to get some rest. She found herself picking up her phone and putting it back down. She had not made up her mind about possibly telling Jack about what she had heard at the supermarket.
On the one hand, she didn't want to meddle in other people's business; on the other hand, she really didn't want Jack to be played like a fool.