The White Moonlight Chapter 4

That evening, Rebecca couldn't help but send me another message: "Where are you?" "Did you forget today is my birthday?"

She was never one to back down, but if she made concessions, it meant she was starting to get angry.

Brandon glimpsed the message behind her back and said, seemingly casual: "Looks like Daniel doesn't care about you that much after all! He even forgot your birthday."

Rebecca gripped her phone tightly, looking agitated.

Seeing she was about to take the bait, Brandon comforted her, and once he had cheered her up, he revealed his true purpose: he wanted money.

Rebecca was clearly in a difficult position. She had just given Brandon two hundred thousand dollars a few days ago and didn't have that much money left now.

Seeing her struggle, Brandon took a deep breath and complained: "You know how tough things are right now. I'm starting this business for our better future. You have to understand me!"

I wanted to rush up and tear Brandon's mouth apart. He kept saying he was creating a future, but why was their future being built with my hard-earned money?

What I never expected was that after hesitating for a long time, Rebecca actually said: "How about I sell the coffee shop? We're getting divorced anyway, so I'll give you this money first to avoid having to split the assets in half later."

Hearing this, Brandon was overjoyed and held her tightly in his arms.

The moment Rebecca said those words, it felt like my soul was being drained.

I thought she would at least consider what I had contributed. I never imagined she was already planning how to transfer my assets early.

Touching my wet face, I was somewhat dazed.

So even souls can cry.