Chapter 94

"But The Thorne Villa doesn't just have them, there's also John..."

Seeing her so stubborn, Leonard's face darkened a bit, "Then where was your uncle when you were being bullied just now?"

This question made Margaret slightly stunned.

"John didn't know about today's incident, he's innocent, you can't blame him for this."

She knew that John had been very tired trying to mediate between her and Layla, and he had been trying his best to make up for these things. It shouldn't be blamed on him. John was actually a very good person.

"You care about him, but does he care about you?"

Leonard's tone was still indifferent, as if he couldn't be heard any emotions, but this sentence hit Margaret's heart.

"John has taken care of me for many years. If it weren't for him, I might have starved to death by now. I can't forget his kindness."

Margaret's parents died very early, and at that time she couldn't live independently. If John hadn't taken her back to The Thorne Villa, she would either be a beggar or already starved to death.

No matter how John treats her now, his kindness in raising her is another matter.

Leonard sighed helplessly when he heard this. He knew Margaret was stubborn, but he didn't expect her to be so stubborn, not listening to anything he said.

After a moment of silence, he finally spoke, "Next time, let me know when you're going back."

Margaret's eyes brightened a bit, "Don't worry, I'll definitely tell you when I go back in the future."

After today's incident, she indeed didn't dare to go to The Thorne Villa alone anymore. Today Layla could lock her in the small dark room, who knows what more excessive things she could do tomorrow.

She couldn't gamble with her own safety.

The car was driving on the way home, and since Leonard didn't come to The Thorne Villa often, he wasn't very familiar with the route. He handed his phone to Margaret, "Help me open the navigation."

Margaret had calmed down by now, not as scared as before. She took his phone and unlocked it.

As soon as she entered the destination in the navigation, she heard a notification sound. Looking up, she saw a new message on the phone screen.

She didn't even need to click in to see the content of the message.

This unfamiliar phone number, Margaret knew at a glance who it was. It was the person who said they wanted to watch the moon with Leonard last time.

She immediately frowned and froze in place.

Seeing that she hadn't set up the navigation for a long time, Leonard glanced at her while waiting at the red light, "What's wrong? Didn't I ask you to open the navigation?"

Hearing this, Margaret gave him a sarcastic look, "I was trying to open the navigation, but your lover sent you a message, which disrupted my thoughts."

Leonard looked puzzled when he heard this, not knowing what she was talking about. Where did he have a lover?

"Stop being ridiculous."

He was still saying she was being ridiculous?

Margaret's face also turned a bit ugly. She directly opened the message and handed it to Leonard, "How am I being ridiculous? Look for yourself."

Leonard was slightly stunned when he saw the message, but then quickly returned to normal.

"Don't overthink it."

Margaret felt that what he was saying now was simply nonsense. The message was right in front of her, and he was still telling her not to overthink it. How was that possible?

Did she have to wait until he was in bed with this lover before she could overthink it?

"Leonard, you're too much. I told you before that if you have someone else you like, you can tell me. I won't cling to you. When I asked you last time, you answered impatiently. I thought as long as I gave you more trust, it would be fine. But is this how you repay my trust?"

At this moment, Margaret deeply regretted trusting him in the first place. She should have confronted him directly when she received the message about watching the moon, asking what was going on. Otherwise, there wouldn't be a second time now.

Leonard didn't answer her, but calmly drove the car. After making a turn, he gently asked, "What do you want to eat tonight? You probably didn't eat at The Thorne Villa."

Hearing that he could still nonchalantly ask her what she wanted to eat, Margaret laughed out loud, her expression turning sarcastic.

"What's there to eat? You can go eat with that girl, don't worry about me."

She was clearly acting out of spite now. Since Leonard didn't want to be honest with her when she spoke nicely, she wouldn't give him a good face anymore.

Leonard pursed his lips, his expression looking a bit helpless.

"When did you start with this person? Was it when you went on a business trip last week?"

Margaret felt more and more upset the more she thought about it. She just wanted to get a clear answer.

She didn't understand why Leonard was still hiding things from her when things had come to this point. Did she not even have the right to know the truth?

Leonard looked at her and softly asked, "Are you jealous?"

Margaret was slightly stunned. Was this the time to discuss jealousy?

"Leonard, please understand one thing. You are already married to me. As my husband, if you are now being ambiguous with another woman, don't I have the right to be angry?"

Whether it was jealousy or not, his behavior now showed a complete lack of respect for her, didn't it?

But hearing her words, Leonard seemed to ignore them, repeating his question, "So, are you jealous?"

Margaret felt she couldn't communicate with him anymore, so she leaned back in her seat.

"Yes, I'm jealous. My husband is cheating with another woman. What's wrong with me being jealous?"

This sentence made Leonard's lips curl into a mysterious smile. He had never known that Margaret would be jealous because of him. Just thinking about it made him feel much better. Jealousy meant she cared, didn't it?

Although Margaret kept saying that if he had someone else he liked, she could step back and even divorce him, if she really didn't care about him, why would she be jealous?

She was just being contradictory.

The two were silent for a moment, and the air in the car became tense, as if it was about to explode.

"Do you like vegetarian food?"

Leonard's question made Margaret laugh and cry. She was already this angry, and he was still thinking about food.