Her Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1247

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"The last time we were at the Brennan Manor, it lasted less than an hour. I'll have you know that the women who manage to sleep with me usually keep me company for at least a week. There are 24 hours in a day and 168 hours in a week. If we divide five million into hours, that should be…"

He calculated seriously. "A little over 29,000. Let's round it up to thirty thousand. Since we're talking about money, let's see how much you owe me now."

"As a benefactor, the price for sleeping with me should be at least ten times what I give to other women, which is fifty million. You slept with me for a whole night, and we've been together for over a week."

Skyler smirked, his thin lips curling up as he stretched out his palm. "If you settle the amount now, I won't hold it against you. Pay up."

"F-Fifty million?"

Shirley realized she had been tricked. Was it too late for regrets?

"That's right," he answered.

"I... I told you I only have 12,000."

"How do you plan on repaying me, then?" Skyler tilted his head, a mischievous smile on his face.

"Since you insist on making things difficult, I'll oblige."

Shirley's face dropped, and she pursed her red lips, scratching her head helplessly. "I'm really short on money."

"Is that so? That's easy. Why don't you compensate with something else?"

"You..."

Shirley blushed, her voice barely audible as she muttered, "How shameless."

"Me? Shameless? If I were truly shameless, I would've sold you to someone else to pay off the debt. Do you think I'd be this patient?"

He snorted coldly.

Shirley pouted, lowered her head in grievance, and dared not speak again.

After a while, she murmured, "You already have a fiancée. What you're doing is not fair to her."

"Did you not realize the truth back at the Brennan Manor the other night?"

That fateful night at the Brennan Manor, Skyler and Shirley had been going at it in the bathroom while Sofia stood right outside the door.

She knew exactly what they were doing but didn't barge in to stop them.

Sofia's stance was clear. She knew she had wronged Skyler, so she didn't care about his private life.

"No, you're just twisting things around."

Everything clicked in Shirley's mind suddenly, and she glared at him with furrowed brows. "Although I was in the wrong that night, I was the one being taken advantage of afterward. We're even!"

Skyler was speechless. How did she suddenly come to her senses?

"Hmph, you're a liar!"

Shirley became furious, feeling that her trust in Skyler had disappeared instantly.

She pushed him away and got up to leave at once.

Bang!

The door to the living room slammed shut, and even the windows shook.

Skyler furrowed his eyebrows slightly. "Is she really angry?"

He initially planned on coaxing Shirley, but after considering it, why should he apologize to that little brat who only knew how to anger him? He was confident she'd come to him later that night! Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

Later that night, at 1 a.m., Skyler tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

It had been several hours since Shirley left, but she hadn't come looking for him.

She was afraid of the dark but even more fearful of him. Did she rather endure the night's torment than look for him?

This thought made Skyler inexplicably annoyed by this small room. He suddenly sat up from the bed, restlessly ran his hand through his hair, and got out of bed.

He took out a cigarette from the cigarette box on the table, lit it, and held it in his mouth as he paced back and forth inside the room.

It wasn't until he finished smoking the cigarette in his hand that he walked toward the door, wanting to check on Shirley in the next room.

However, when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, pondered for a moment, and turned to look at the window.

His bedroom was next to Shirley's living room. Instead of going through the door, why not climb over from there to check on the woman?