Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

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Chapter 297

She looked up at the ceiling, pursed her lips, and said softly. “…Okay.”

Anaya got up and took out a card from her room. She put it on the table and said. “This is the money I

saved for buying a house. There are 35.000 dollars in it.”

Sarita’s eyes lit up. She then said. “Didn’t you just say that you have another five thousand dollars?

Give it to me and make it up to 40,000…”

“As I said, that’s the rent for the next quarter.” Anaya said. “If I can’t pay the rent. I can sleep in the

company. What about Jared?”

Mrs. Turner quickly pulled Sarita and said, “It’s enough. Do you want your brother to sleep on the

street?”

Sarita pursed her lips. She picked up the card and looked at it. She then asked, “What’s the

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password?” “777777.” Anaya took a spoon and took a sip of soup. Her face was very pale. “Can we eat

now?” “What kind of attitude is that?” Seeing that they had already gotten the money, the kind Mrs.

Turner just now had disappeared completely. Immediately, she stared at Anaya fiercely. She said

coldly. “We only borrowed money from you, and we didn’t say that we won’t pay you back. Who are you

pulling a long face for?”

Anaya said lightly. “When are you going to pay back the money you borrowed before?”

Mrs. Turner choked and then said. “You’re really someone from an orphanage. You’re so ill-bred. How

can you talk back to the elders like this?”

Sarita put away the bank card and said, “That’s right. If it wasn’t for Jared liking you, I wouldn’t have

agreed for my brother to be with someone like you!”

On one side, Jared ate and drank as much as he could. He did not care about how his mother and

sister treated Anaya.

Anaya lowered her eyes and drank her soup. She suddenly had no appetite and wanted to spit out the

soup. but she still mechanically put the soup spoonful by spoonful into her mouth.

After the meal, Anaya cleaned up the mess and went into the kitchen to wash dishes. Jared stood at

the door and suddenly asked. “Anaya, are you tired of me now?”

Anaya paused and replied. “No.”

Jared walked into the kitchen, looked at Anaya’s face, suddenly reached out and grabbed her neck,

and said coldly. “No?! I think you are still thinking about Alan!”

Anaya quickly reached out to get rid of his hand, but Jared was an adult man after all. Anaya’s strength

was not as strong as his. The strong lack of oxygen made Anaya’s mind a little blurred.

At a certain moment, Anaya suddenly felt that dying like this… was actually not bad either.

However… she hadn’t attended Alan’s wedding yet.

She couldn’t marry him in this life, but she always wanted to see how he would look like when he got.

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married.

Suddenly, the hand on her neck loosened, and a large amount of air poured into her lungs. Anaya

covered her neck and coughed violently. Jared hugged her and said. “‘m sorry… I’m sorry… Anaya…”

He said fearfully. “I just love you too much… I am afraid that you will leave me…” He burst into tears.

“You

know… I would die if you leave me…”

Anaya felt a sharp pain in her throat and her voice was hoarse, but she still said, “… I know, I know.”

Jared said. “I can’t compete with Alan. I can’t compete with him in any aspect… I even became a

cripple…” He sobbed and said, “I am a good-for-nothing. If even you are going to leave me… If even

you don’t want me, I really don’t know what to do…”

“No.” Anaya’s eyes were blank, and she stared at the ceiling of the kitchen. “He’s getting married. Don’t

you know?”

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