Dead Wife Returns 74
Posted on May 12, 2025 ยท 0 mins read
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Chapter 74

โ€œThey were both your sisters! Could you really not accept them like this?! You already had so much, and I was only giving them 20%, yet you were so stingy about it?!โ€

โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong with me being so calculating? Donโ€™t even mention 20%; they donโ€™t deserve even 0.2%! They should take a look at their own status!โ€

Opheliaโ€™s voice was cold and sharp; she shouted at him.

โ€œJust two wild girls who grew up without a father! Letting them enter the Greene family and become young ladies was already a blessing for them!โ€

โ€œHow could they even have the face to take the shares that the original wife left for her daughter?!โ€

She never used to say such harsh words, but when it came to the Bessie sisters, no words could be too harsh! On the other end of the phone, Erin was listening, trembling with anger.

Ophelia, that little brat! She did it on purpose! How could her daughter be a wild girl who grew up without a father? They were also Samuelโ€™s daughters, proper young ladies of the Greene family!

Ophelia still felt it wasnโ€™t enough. โ€œIf the company is short on money, why donโ€™t you go find Bessie or Erin? Why come to me? Do you think Iโ€™m some kind of fool?!โ€

Chapter 74

โ€œYou, youโ€ฆ!โ€ Samuel was so furious his head felt dizzy. If he had felt a bit guilty towards this daughter before, at that moment he wished he could strangle her to death!

โ€œIn short, there was no money! I hadnโ€™t even gone to sleep yet, so what kind of sweet dreams could I have?โ€

With a cold smile, Ophelia hung up the phone without hesitation. Suddenly, she remembered something, took out her bank card, and ran to find Winford.

โ€œHoney, here you go!โ€

Winford was on the phone when he heard her footsteps and turned around to catch her.

โ€œWhat?โ€ he looked down at what was in her hand.

โ€œMy bank card!โ€ she held it up, her eyes shining brightly. โ€œAll my money was in here, and in the future, when I started working and got paid, it would also be in here. This was my salary card!โ€

Winford was taken aback. โ€œWhat did you do that for?โ€

Her little face was flushed, and she felt a bit shy. โ€œEveryone else has submitted their salary cards, so I will too!โ€

Did Samuel still want her money? Hmph, what a dream! Her money, of course, all went to her husband!

On the other end of the phone, the person talking to Winford listened intently to Opheliaโ€™s words and suddenly burst into earth-shattering laughter.

โ€œOh my! Winford, I never expected that one day, the esteemed Mr. Winford would actually have to rely on his wife to support him!!โ€

Winford remained calm and composed, saying, โ€œI have a wife to support me, which is better than you not having a wife at all.โ€

The laughter suddenly stopped.

Damn, if youโ€™re going to talk, just talk. Why resort to personal attacks? And what was that faint sense of pride about? Was Winford being shown off by someone?!

Opheliaโ€™s heart raced.

Honeyโ€ฆ It was clearly just a simple title. They had already obtained a marriage certificate, which recognized their relationship as a legally acknowledged marriage. However, when she heard him address her in that way, she still felt a soft spot in her heart being struck hard.

Winford hung up the phone and looked down at the person in his arms. Seeing her in a daze, as if she were drunk, he couldnโ€™t help but ask, โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong?โ€

โ€œItโ€™s nothing!โ€ Ophelia snapped back to reality and turned her face away, feeling a bit embarrassed. It was just a title, yet she reacted so strongly; it was really disappointing!

Winford did not pursue the matter and looked at the bank card in her hand. โ€œWhy did you suddenly think of giving me this?โ€

Ophelia didnโ€™t want to talk to him about the troubles of the Greene family, so she vaguely said, โ€œI just suddenly remembered!โ€

Winford didnโ€™t say anything for a moment.

The salary cardโ€ฆ He had many bank cards in his hand, but not a single one had that meaning.

Ophelia saw that he hadnโ€™t responded for a long time, and her voice dropped. โ€œDonโ€™t you want it, dear?โ€

She was disappointed and was about to take it back when her hand was suddenly grasped.

The magnetic voice resonated. โ€œThere was no need to refuse.โ€

Ophelia instantly revealed a smile. โ€œBy the way, honey, who was it that just called you?โ€ she inquired nonchalantly.

โ€œA friend, named Bryson Merritt.โ€

Bryson Merrittโ€ฆ The name made Opheliaโ€™s eyes flicker. Isnโ€™t he her husbandโ€™s childhood friend and best buddy?


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