You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie)

Chapter 475

The next day, the first thing Lucille did was to go home.

The Jules family was mainly led by Lucille's father, Marvin, who had his own construction team. He

managed to develop several real estate properties and earned some money. Compared with other

large enterprises, it was insignificant.

Lucille arrived early in the morning. When she pushed the door open and went in, she heard her

stepmother, Alma Lane, and her stepsister, Natasha Jules, talking to each other in the dining room.

"Mom, did you borrow money using Lucille's documents? Please tell me you have borrowed the money

already. You're not lying to me, are you? It's been so long. You promised to buy me a car," Natasha

cried out.

"Don't worry. Your father borrowed a few million dollars with Lucille's documents last time. It will take a

while," Alma comforted her.

"Oh? The Moore family will not discover it, right?"

"So what if they have discovered it? It's Lucille's business, not ours."

It was just a few sentences, yet Lucille understood it all.

Franklin was telling the truth!

"You... You took my documents to borrow money?" Lucille's voice suddenly rang.

Lucille pushed the door open and went in. Alma and Natasha were still eating. When they saw her

coming in, they fell silent.

"What brought you here, Mrs. Moore?"

Alma did not expect that Lucille would come back at this time. From her words, she knew that Lucille

had heard her conversation with Natasha.

However, she had nothing to fear.

Lucille was cowardly. Alma was sure that she would not create any trouble.

"Lucille, you're back! Have you had your breakfast? I'll get something for you."

Originally, Natasha only pretended to be kind in front of Marvin, but when she thought she needed to

rely on Lucille to get a new car, she was in a good mood and decided to put on an act for a while.

"How could you borrow money with my identity? Are you trying to ruin my marriage?"

Alma brought Natasha in after Lucille's mother passed away.

Since they were young, the relationship between the three of them was not very good, but Lucille was

weak and she could not compete with them in everything. She had been at a disadvantage since she

was a child.

"Ruin your marriage?" Alma placed her spoon in the soup bowl and stood up when she heard Lucille's RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

words. "If it wasn't for the lack of project funds, why do you think your father and I flattered the Moore

family? Even if Franklin was their son, it is more than enough to match you!"

"But Franklin is already aware of what you two have done." Lucille was not good with words. She was

obviously angry at that time, but she did not know how to refute them.

"So what? We had only borrowed some money. It's not like we will not pay them back," Alma argued.

"That's right, dear Lucille. I still have to rely on you for my new car." Natasha sat there and looked at

Lucille with a smile.

They did not think that ruining Lucille's marriage was a big deal.

Lucille looked at the greedy mother-daughter duo and roared angrily, "I will tell Franklin today that I

want a divorce. I will not let you two succeed, and I will not let you two cheat him again."

She did not want to be hated by Franklin.

"You, come back!" Alma saw that Lucille was about to leave. In a hurry, she pulled Lucille back, and

then raised her arm...

Slap!

A slap fell on Lucille's face, clear and loud.

"What's wrong with you? You've just gotten married for a few days, and you've already sided with

outsiders?" Alma scolded.

Lucille stood still at the spot where she was slapped. She felt her ears buzzing and her mind was blank.

She was stunned for a long time. Then, she finally came back to her senses. She looked at Alma and

Natasha and said, "You two are the outsiders to me."

After that, she rushed out of the door.

What she thought about at that moment was not to argue with Alma, but to tell Franklin the truth. She

could not let him suffer any more losses because of her.

"Stop right there!"

When Alma shouted, Lucille had already run away.

Natasha was a little flustered when she saw Lucille left. "Mom, will Lucille really ask Franklin for a

divorce?' "No, she won't." Alma shook her head. "I have seen her paintings before."

"Her paintings?" Natasha was puzzled.

"Yes. There was a period in her childhood where she was always alone. She did not talk to anyone and

shut herself in her room every day to paint. I saw she had painted a painting of a man by chance. I did

not know who the man was before, but when I saw Franklin last year, I suddenly remembered," Alma

said while recalling.

"Franklin? Have they known each other for a long time?"

"That's right. Do you think I am so kind as to bring them together? I thought that if they really knew

each other, maybe Franklin would agree with this marriage. I did not expect that it really happened,"

Alma scoffed.

"Mom, you're amazing!"

Natasha understood immediately. If Alma had contributed to this matter, they would borrow Lucille's

documents from someone who was familiar with her. Marvin certainly would not say anything about it.

After Lucille ran out, she found a place to rest and took out a mirror to look at her face. Both sides of

her face were already somewhat uneven.

The spot where Alma had slapped was swollen.

Lucille had no choice but to go home and put an ice pack on her cheek. At the same time, she did not

forget to call Franklin.

One call.

Two calls.

Three calls.

With each call, she would hear the same system tone, "The number you have called is unavailable.

Please call again later."

Lucille knew that it was Franklin who hung up her call.

That's right. Why would he answer?

Lucille had no choice but to send a text message to Franklin. "Franklin, I went home today and I know

what my parents have done. Let's talk when you're home today, okay?"

After Lucille sent out the text message, she waited for a reply.

During this period, she looked at her phone countless times, expecting a response from Franklin.

It was not until 6 pm that she received a reply.

Ding! A clear ringtone woke Lucille, who slept in a daze on the sofa, up.

She saw that the mobile phone screen lit up, and on it was a text message from Franklin, 'Okay.'

The one simple word was enough to make Lucille feel delighted.

Lucille thought that he would be back after work. She hurried back to the bedroom, took a bath and put

on makeup. In order not to let him see her red cheek, she covered her cheek with the thickest

foundation.

By this time, Lucille's cheek was no longer swollen like before.

She cooked three dishes and one soup for dinner.

Because she imagined that Franklin would come back for dinner, the refrigerator at home was always

full.

However, Lucille did not expect to wait for him from sunset to dark, and the food went from fragrant to

completely cold...

Franklin did not come back.

Lucille held her knees with both hands. She sat on the sofa and stared at her phone in a daze.

She edited her text message countless times before sending it to Franklin. "Where are you now? Will

you be back for dinner? I'm waiting for you."

In the end, everything was in vain.

Lucille waited for a long time.

When the clock struck 12 midnight, the sound of keys opening the door came from the house's

entrance.

Franklin was home.