All Chapters of My Husband Hates Me: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Exiting the beverage shop, Dorothy was about to return to the company when it occurred to her that it was Juelz's birthday. She stopped in her tracks, and went into the next store that was selling men's necessities.  For a while, she browsed around the store and considered her selections. Finally, she set her eyes on a belt and a pair of sunglasses that had a simple yet sophisticated design. After she paid for it, she rushed to the office. When Dorothy handed over a beautifully wrapped gift box to Juelz, she also wished him a happy birthday sincerely. He grabbed her slender wrist and looked at her, a smile on his face as he said, "Dory, since it's my birthday, I have the biggest say. You have to fulfill this small wish of mine." "What is it?" He asked, "Can you give me a kiss?" Caught off guard by his suave moves, Dorothy replied helplessly, "Nope, that's a pass." "Dory, as far as I know, Credence is going to a pretty secluded hospital today to find

Hanging up the teacher's call, she dashed out of Juelz's company to the streets and hailed a taxi. Soon, she reached Jonathan's hospital. Before sending Belle to this kindergarten, she had talked with the principal of the kindergarten for a long time. She had emphasized on Belle's condition and paid an extra cost for special care, hoping that the principal and teachers would take good care of her. Her kindergarten was a top-notch one in Talco City. The parents of the children who studied here were either rich or nobles. They were all little princes and princesses in their homes, and those teachers could not afford to scold them. Every day, the teachers would have to gird their loins to take care of them. As soon as Belle had joined the kindergarten, thanks to her adorable and pretty appearance, and bolstered by her gentle and generous manners, she got along well with her friends. She felt really happy. The outstanding appearance had attracted a load of attention

Hugo's incident was indeed far bigger, as a human life had been involved. He had thought that he would be able to cover the story up with money, but he never expected his doings to be published to various media outlets in the afternoon, even as far as making the day's headlines. In the video, a teenage girl was standing on the top floor of the Fisher Group's office, which was over thirty meters high above the ground. Looking depressed and sad, she was crying sorrowfully while trying to jump off the building. A crowd of onlookers watched from below. After half an hour under the blazing hot sun, the girl was still standing  there. Then, someone sneered, "Hey, ya jumping? It's so f*cking hot out here." "If you want to jump, be quick. If you die young, you'll be reborn into something useful. If you die old, you'll turn into a pest instead." "This is something that can be solved in a single frickin' second. Why are you standing there and dilly-dallying ab

Half a month passed. No one knew what role Credence had played in Hugo's matter. In the end, the perpetuating online discussion of the issue pertaining Hugo and the Fisher Group gradually quieted down. Apart from Hugo and that vile history teacher facing up to less than two years in prison, the Fisher Group's stocks stopped fluctuating. The price of the shares was high enough to return to its original position, as if it had just gone on a rollercoaster. It had even increased a few percentage points higher than what it had originally been worth. The news of the female student's tragic death got drowned by the everyday news of celebrities having affairs outside of their marriage. Like an unimpressive drop of water dripping into the vast sea, it soon disappeared without a trace. Looking at such a result, Dorothy felt an inch of pity, but more was the feeling of rage. She couldn't figure out if the society was the one who was too twisted or if she was th

Credence shot an icy glance at Jonathan, who was standing by the door as he smirked and chuckled. After putting two and two together, he realized that Jonathan must have been the one who had brought the drunk Dorothy over here. Hadn't he caused enough of a mess already? After giving Jonathan a warning cold glare, Credence slowly traced his eyes over Dorothy, who was still tugging on his left arm. The cruelty and hostility lurked at the deepest parts of his dark eyes. He gave her a final warning, "Keep your hands off!" As the distance between the two was too close, Dorothy shuddered. She could feel the chill emanating from his body, so cold that her blood almost curdled. However, a person in such an intoxicated state like her, had their rationality deserti them. Although she knew that she could not afford to provoke the man in front of her, in the heat of the moment, she was still dead set on pulling him out of his room. She glared at the handsome man