Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone With The Money

Chapter 125

Cynthia paused momentarily, then responded in her usual indifferent tone, “There’s nothing to talk about.”

“I think there’s quite a bit to talk about. Like, who was your first love? Joshua replied as he brought her another glass of water and stood in her way, blocking her path.

Cynthia remained silent.

“You really liked him?” Joshua pressed on.

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After spending so much time with Joshua, she knew which questions would stump him. However, she seemed to have misjudged this time as Joshua’s eyes darkened, and his voice became hoarse.

“I’m just curious who could make you remember them for so many years.”

“Oh,” Cynthia said, ready with an answer.

Joshua was taken aback.

Oh?

“He’s just like you,” Cynthia added, leaning her back against the table.

“A scumbag.”

Joshua’s face turned even darker.

This woman!

“If you’re really curious about him, you can look at yourself for reference. You’re both equally matched. when it comes to being a scumbag.” Cynthia went on indifferently.

Joshua’s gaze grew even darker, and his demeanor was colder.

Just when Cynthia thought he was about to explode, he asked, “Who is Bailey?

Cynthia hesitated for a moment.

Bailey was her sleeping companion, a plush toy specially designed to fit her hugging habits. However, she would not tell Joshua that.

“What’s wrong, can’t say it?” Joshua felt this was the angriest he had ever gotten in his whole life.

“There’s nothing I can say. Bailey is my sleeping companion.” Cynthia leaned against the table, facing Joshua.

As soon as the words fell, Joshua clenched his jaw and pursed his lips.

Sleeping companion?!

If it were not for his remaining rationality holding him back, he would have stripped this sleeping companion naked and thrown him out to be paraded in the streets!

“I never thought my wife’s private life before our marriage was so exciting.” Joshua gritted his teeth, the coldness in his black eyes almost solidifying. “Why don’t you let me sleep with your sleeping companion

too?”

Cynthia was taken aback.

Moses, who had come out from hearing the commotion, said awkwardly, “Joshua… when did you develop

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such a peculiar taste? If you like men, you can find a boyfriend. Don’t steal Cynthia’s.”

Joshua was furious now, emitting a terrifying aura. “If you still want to stay in Jiverton, then go back to your room.”

Moses promptly shut up.

He closed the door and stopped eavesdropping.

“Are you going to let me sleep with Bailey? Joshua returned to the topic, speaking seriously.

Cynthia felt slightly embarrassed listening to him, and her face turned red.

She was very curious about how the handsome Joshua managed to say such things with a straight face.

If someone did not know better, they would think he was discussing something serious with her.

Joshua noticed her dilemma, and he could hardly suppress the anger in his heart.

“Can’t bear it?”