Sir madame has run away again (Lily and Carson)

Chapter 163

Chapter 163

“It’s hard to say. When a married woman frequently comes home late at night, there are only a few

possibilities, and the most common one is cheating.” NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

“Cheating?!” Mrs. Boyer exclaimed. Then she looked at me like I was a monster, acting like I had done

something unspeakable.

“What is all this fuss?” Carson frowned as he left the office. “Who is cheating?”

“Eliza claimed I’m seeing someone else.” I looked directly at Carson without hiding my disgust and

annoyance.

“Eliza, what nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and apologize to your sister-in-law!” Her

expression darkened.

to have

When Eliza saw that Carson was getting angry, she reluctantly apologized to me. Then she added

another sentence. “I have no

malicious intent. Recently, I’ve been hearing a lot of stories about how wealthy married ladies get

involved with younger men. So I wanted to warn you about this so that you don’t get scammed.”

whatever

I did not answer. Instead, I just turned around without a word and went back to my room. Before that, I

sympathized with Eliza for having a useless guy for a boyfriend. I even planned to warn her and advise

her about it. However, those spiteful and malevolent words of hers almost made my sympathy for her

disappear.

Whatever happens to her, she brought it herself! It’s none of my business!

After I got back to the room, Carson followed me inside. “Lily, Eliza didn’t mean it like that. Don’t take it

seriously, okay? She’s just a kid who doesn’t know what to do.”

“She is over 20 years old. Doesn’t she know better? How old will she have to be to become sensible?” I

looked at him coldly.

I had never expressed my discontent and disgust so openly before. Thus, he fidgeted awkwardly and

was silent for a moment before saying, “I’m sorry, dear.”

Ignoring her apology, I took my clothes into the bathroom and took a shower. I finished cleaning up and

left the bathroom. Then I saw him sitting on the side of the bed, silently mulling something over. At the

same time, I scanned the room for my bag and saw out of the corner of my eye that my bag had been

dislodged from its original position.

It was clear that he had gone through my purse. There was nothing valuable in my bag except my

phone. So he must have pointed at my phone. He must have felt horrible when he saw that my phone

was locked, right? A foolish person like me, keeping secrets? Well, the shock he felt couldn’t be

compared to the shock I felt when I found out his phone was locked. However, he made a fatal mistake

at the time – he didn’t use fingerprint encryption. Unlike him, my phone is only locked to my

fingerprint. So it’s just a dream for him to unlock my phone.

I continued to ignore him as I walked over to the mirror and went through my skincare routine. He

seemed to struggle with his inner conflicts for a while. After a while, he said, “Honey, your phone just

rang.”

So I grumbled in response. Reaching over to pull my purse to me, I unlocked my phone and saw

several missed calls under the name Customer Bycho! Customer Bycho…that’s the name I changed

Eric’s phone number to this morning. That’s weird; why is Eric calling me so late at night? What does

he want? Whatever it is; there’s no business between him and me. There’s no reason to respond to him

at this time of day.

Reflecting on this, I put my phone back in my purse. The whole time, Carson watched me from the side

and then asked, “Honey, are you having problems at work?”