Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 1075

Chapter 1075

Cecilia was confined to the car, unable to do anything.

She was embarrassed and wanted to apologize to Albert, but Sue had already rolled up the car window, and the driver had locked it.

Cecilia could only comply as Sue guided her, heading slowly toward the Jarvis family residence.

As the car drove away, the momentum tossed some of the money further into the air. Despite the biting winter wind and the money swirling around, Albert remained rooted in place, unmoving.

He just stood there, staring blankly as the car moved farther away. Having worked in the Fulcher family for so many years, he wasn’t an inexperienced man.

That license plate number...looked far from ordinary.

Cecilia told him that she liked Noel before her mother arrived. Albert wondered if that was why he hadn't been able to contact his son these past few days.

Noel... He probably knew his place.

The Carter family couldn't match up to a wealthy young lady like Cecilia.

The car finally disappeared from Albert's view.

After a long time, he stretched his somewhat stiff body, then slowly and laboriously bent down. He painstakingly removed the dirt from the bills, counting them one by one, and then bundled them into tens.

One hundred thousand.

For taking care of Cecilia for three days, he was given one hundred thousand dollars.

Albert looked at the money, and smiled bitterly. The thought of his son, who was now missing, weighed heavily on his heart.

"Mom," Cecilia said with furrowed brows. She kept looking back, hoping to catch another glimpse of Albert. However, as the car continued to drive farther away, it was clear that they were leaving his vicinity behind.

She rubbed Sue's shoulder and said sweetly, "Mommy, my illness is basically under control now. As long as there are no major triggers, I won't have any relapses. Do you think I could be mistreated or unhappy at the Fulchers?"

This implied that Julian had taken good care of her.

Sue's complexion softened slightly. She took her daughter's hand and patted it. When she touched Cecilia's fingers, she could feel the overly sticky residue of roasted sweet potato flesh.

Sue lowered her head to look, only to find that Cecilia's hand still had some ashes on it.

"Is this how I taught you to behave?" she chided.

Cecilia was momentarily stunned. She immediately took a tissue from the car to wipe her hand clean.

She wasn't sure why, but she suddenly found doing so annoying. It was strange, as she was used to behaving this way and obsessing about hygiene before.