My Wife Is A Seer

Helena was amused: “What kind of a god am I? I can’t dream about what happened to you, I can’t dream about what happened to me, I can only dream about what happened to him. I feel that I’m not even close to being a god, I’m at most a trick player.”

Wendy chortled, “Nymphomaniacal trick player?”

Helena laughed, “A nymphomaniacal trick player is better than a psychopath.”

Wendy laughed so hard that her stomach hurt, and it was only after a while that she stopped laughing and looked at her and said, “Helena, whether you are a god, a trick player, or a psychopath, if you can only dream of him, you should guard him well. He won’t enter your dreams for no reason, and if he enters your dreams, he has something to say to you.”

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Wendy held her hand tightly: “Helena, the Yip family can’t give you a home, he can. He registered his marriage with you, not just simply wanting to be grateful, he has feelings for you. Helena, you are good and deserve the best man.”

Helena was not quite understanding what she meant by these words: Jasper had feelings for her? No, no, no! Impossible!

The phone rang.

It was Jasper’s call, his tone slightly unkind: “What do you mean? We agreed that you support the family, but now you’re leaving without leaving me money for dinner, without preparing my meals, and without preparing ingredients for me. What? You want to starve your husband to death?”

When Jasper came out after talking to Joey, he couldn’t find her. It was only after checking the monitor that he saw that she had quietly run away. It was Saturday and he had planned to tease her for two days, but her?

He was angry!

Helena was confused: “Isn’t there ingredients inside the fridge? Enough for you to eat three ……”

Jasper interrupted in anger: “I bought that! I spent the money! That’s me supporting the family! Helena, you said you made money to support the family before I got the marriage license, I just want to experience what it’s like to be supported by a woman.”

Helena held back from cursing him.

The more Jasper said, the angrier he became, why should he be left at home? It wasn’t fun at all. What was he doing idle when he had a wife?

He continued: “When a man was earning money to support his family, he had to turn in all his pay cards and relied on his wife to give him five or ten dollars a day for pocket money. Now that you’re making money to support the family, have you turned in your pay card? Does it count as transferring marital property when you run away with your pay card?”

Helena’s eyebrows twisted and she held back before telling him calmly, “I’m with Wendy.”

Jasper abruptly cut off the phone and then sent three WeChat photos.

First: the empty fridge. Last night’s full fridge was completely empty now.

Second: Joey leaves with a large bag of ingredients.

Third: an empty bowl on the table with a note under it with one word on it: hungry!

Helena transferred a thousand to him, but WeChat popped up another prompt: unable to perform the operation, please contact the card issuing bank.

Helena was stunned: there was a problem with the card? Change the card to pay, still not working! Change to another app for transfer, still not working! Change to credit card, another prompt: there is an abnormal transaction, please contact the card issuing bank.

“What’s wrong?” Wendy saw that she kept operating, not knowing what she was doing.

“There is a problem with all my bank cards.” Not knowing what was going on, Helena called to make a manual enquiry and the clerk on the other end said, “All the bank cards in your name have been frozen.”

Helena understood at this point.

Then another call came in, an unknown number: “Miss Yip, I am from Benz dealership, the Audi you drove has been sold by its owner. The documents, papers and your personal belongings in the car have all been sorted out and sent to the Yip’s by courier, please check your receipt.”