Chapter 176 – The Disguised Billionaire and His Accidental Wife Novel

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Liberty knew that.

However, they were unrelated by any means. Plus, getting a lift from him was the last thing she wanted to do since the two times they met were under deplorable circumstances.

“Get in. You might not be tired, but your child is. Your son is about to nod off. How long is it going to take you to walk home?”

Liberty was about to decline when God refused to let it her way. It started to rain.

It was chilly in November. The rain brought about the wintriness.

Although Liberty wore a short–sleeved shirt, she did not feel the cold probably because she was protected by a layer of fat.

“It’s raining. I don’t think you have an umbrella. Get into the car. A bit of rain might not harm you, but your son could catch a cold. You’d feel bad if your son gets sick.”

Duncan said as he took over the stroller and placed it in the car.

Liberty hesitated for a bit before getting into Duncan’s car.

“Ms. Hunt, I’m only doing this because Zachary’s a friend. Don’t read too much into it.”

“I’m not.”

Liberty instinctively responded.

She did not read too much into the situation.

Firstly, Liberty was past the age of dreaming. Secondly, she was married, and thirdly, she was no longer the belle she was before marriage. Liberty was now a fat and ugly woman.

Duncan grinned. “Let’s talk about the repairs.”

It threw Liberty into a tizzy.

She did not have much savings left. Judging by the damages this time, the repairs must cost a lot more. She would have to drain her bank account to pay Duncan and endure Hank’s name–calling for being pathetic.

The stroller merely scraped Duncan’s vehicle in the last incident, but she had to fork out nine thousand bucks.

“Where do you live?”

“Bright Boulevard.”

“That’s a good catchment area. You made a good choice and bought the place quickly.”

The houses at Bright Boulevard were all sold.

“My husband bought the house before we got married. He’s still paying the mortgage. Mr. Lewis, how much would the repairs cost? Um… It’s not that I want to pass the buck or refuse to pay, I’m a housewife without a source of income. I don’t have much savings left. I probably won’t have enough to cover the cost. “Can I pay in installments?” Liberty probingly asked, “I’m trying to find a job now. I can

promise that I’ll pay everything I owe once I have a job and a steady income.”

Behind the wheel, Duncan replied, “No need to be nervous. I don’t expect you to pay this time. I only asked you to pay for the scratch so that it would serve as a reminder to watch out on the street. It would be unfortunate for you if you ran your stroller onto anyone else. Don’t forget, your son is in this car.”

Color washed off Liberty’s complexion as scenarios of what could happen entered her mind.

“I don’t think it matters whether you pay for the repairs. It has only been a little over a month before you damaged another one of my cars.”

Duncan was not going to take his luxury sedans to the road in case he bumped into her again.

Liberty was embarrassed, not knowing what to say. However, she was relieved that Duncan was generous enough to write off the repair cost.

The pair were not friends. Duncan only helped out because of their common friend, Zachary. Since Liberty said nothing, Duncan left the conversation at that. It took less than ten minutes to arrive at Bright Boulevard by car.

Considering that Liberty had a toddler and many things to carry, Duncan told Liberty to swipe her residential card to gain access into the neighborhood. He then drove the car into the gated community under Liberty’s guidance and pulled up in front of Liberty’s residential building.

Duncan got down from the car and moved her things down.

“Thank you, Mr. Lewis.”

Liberty was grateful.

“I’ll carry your stuff upstairs.”

“It’s fine. You can watch my things here. It’ll only take two trips, so it won’t be long. There’s an elevator.”

“Sure.” Duncan watched as she carried her son while pushing the stroller away.

A few minutes later, Liberty came down the stairs alone.

“Is there anyone else at home now?”

Duncan asked in passing.

Liberty looked at Duncan. Duncan knew that she was overthinking it again. The woman was rather distrustful of him.

He explained, “My point is, don’t leave your son home alone while you come down to take the things if there’s no one else in the house. It’s not safe.”

Her son looked to be around two or three years old. Kids that age tended to be active and cheeky, intrigued to touch and play with anything and everything.

There was no turning back if something happened to the kid for fooling around with something dangerous. “Thank you for your advice, Mr. Lewis. I’ll head upstairs now.” Liberty carried the packs of diapers and thanked Duncan before hurrying back upstairs.

She thought to herself that Duncan might not look the part of a nice guy since he was big, strong, and had a terrifying scar on his face, but he was a considerate and attentive man.

It was a reminder never to judge a book by its cover.

Duncan waited until Liberty was gone before returning to his car and driving away.

While on the road, he gave Zachary a call. The moment Zachary was on the other line, he said, “Zachary, I think your sister–in–law has something against my cars. Do you know? The windshield of my Porsche is cracked because of her.”

“What happened? Do you crash into her, or did she run into you?”

Zachary was concerned with anything to do with his sister-in-law.

His sister-in–law had always been nothing but nice to him.

“Nothing of that sort.”

Duncan recounted the whole incident to his best friend.

At the end of the story, he said, “Zachary, do you think your sister in–law has something against my cars? I’m going to the car dealership tomorrow to get myself a hundred–thousand–dollar car. I’ll just drive that car from now on in case I run into your sister –in–law damaging my expensive car. The repair costs will kill me.”

This had happened twice now. The first time was not that bad since it was a scratch. The repairs did not cost a lot.

This incident was worse than the first time.

God knows if the damage next time would be greater.

Zachary was speechless.

He was at a loss for words.

It was such a coincidence that his sister–in–law was involved every time.

Zachary would have teased that fate had brought Duncan and Liberty together if Liberty was not already married.

“Only for you, I didn’t let her pay for the damages.” “How much does the repair cost? I’ll pay for her.” Zachary offered generously.

“It’s fine. I’m not short of cash. I just want to let it out of my chest. That reminds me, Zachary. It seems to be that your sister–in–law doesn’t get on well with her husband. She bought a lot of stuff and

called her husband to pick her up, but her husband refused.”

Any ordinary man would tell their wives to call a cab if they could not make the trip.

Since Liberty had no income, she probably did not want to spend the cash even if her husband told her to get a cab.

Duncan believed he was overthinking the whole situation.

With a deadpan voice, Zachary replied, “If my eyes didn’t deceive me, I guess her husband is attending the event at the Wiltspoon Hotel with a hot and beautiful woman right now.”

Duncan answered, “… No wonder. So, her husband is cheating on

her.”

“I can’t say if he’s cheating on her, but I got Josh on the case. Josh will gather evidence of his infidelity if he’s having an affair. As of yet, Josh hasn’t given me a report.” The family Serenity cared about the most was her sister.

Zachary believed that as Serenity’s husband, he should lend a hand if his sister–in–law was facing the ultimate betrayal.

He had a problem with Hank too.

“You seem to take an interest in your wife’s family. In this case, when are you going to let us meet with your wife?” Duncan was curious about what made Serenity remarkable for Grandma May to be fond of her. She nagged Zachary for three months until he gave in and married Serenity in return for saving Grandma May’s life. Grandma May might not behave like her age and could be not trusted for the littlest things, but her mind could not be any clearer, she was a good judge of character.