The Fifth Year of Marriage to Him novel Chapter 158

Chapter 158

Already listed on eBay. If no one bought them in two days, she’d call the ragman to haul everything away.

Her phone pinged–an eBay buyer inquiry.

She reached for it, but Cedrick snatched it first.

“eBay? Buying or selling?” He saw the notification, not the details.

“You know about eBay?” She lunged for the phone.

“Why wouldn’t I? Let me see.”

Maricela had shown him once–‘Used bags here, super cheap!‘

He’d bought her a new one instead. Now all reclaimed by Lucille…

Suddenly, he unlocked her phone with Face ID. The message appeared: a buyer haggling over a coat.

Cedrick stared. “Mrs. Maynard, do I starve you? Leave you naked? Why sell clothes?”

Lucille rolled her eyes, grabbing her phone back. “Clutter. Selling what I don’t wear.”

“Hinting our closet’s too small?” He scanned the walk–in. “We did buy a new place.”

“Unworn clothes should go to those who need them.”

The buyer bargained; she agreed instantly, typing the deal.

He frowned but nodded. “Eco–friendly. I’ll give you that.”

Lucille kept texting, ignoring him. Payment confirmed.

As she set the phone down, Cedrick tilted his head. “Sold? Just like that?”

Lucille nodded.

“Fascinating,” he chuckled. “Running a business from bed? Though selling at a loss like this… you’ll bankrupt us.”

Lucille studied him for a long moment.

“What? I’m not stopping you. Sell whatever.”

Lucille sighed. “What a pity.”

“What a pity, just don’t sell it then. If you’re reluctant, why sell at all?”

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Lucille shook her head, “I’m not talking about that pity. I mean, the clothes I’ve worn, the jewelry I’ve worn, the bags I’ve used, selling them second–hand can get me some money back. But why can’t I get any money for a used man?”

“It’s so not worth it!”

Cedrick: …

“What do you

mean?”

Lucille smiled and didn’t speak.

“Are you going to sell me off?”

He walked over, pinched her face, “Addicted to selling second–hand?”

“What a pity, no one’s bidding!”

Lucille sighed, “Selling to your Maricela, she won’t give me money.”

Cedrick chuckled, his hand tightened, her cheek turned red, “You’ve got a way with nonsense now!”

Lucille felt the pain, his grip was a bit strong, it really hurt her. With his expression, he seemed not to like hearing this, genuinely angry.

Right, Maricela is his darling. This time, she just got back all the things he gave to Maricela. Maricela’s loss is more than millions. He’s probably holding back anger now?

“Stop overthinking. Maricela and I aren’t like what you think. I’ve said, you’ll always be Mrs. Maynard.”

He seemed uninterested in talking to her anymore, went to the bathroom to shower.

Lucille had even less time to dawdle with him. Only four days left, and there’s a lot to do in these four days.

But, she has enough money in hand now, so she’s not afraid.

She smiled bitterly. Anyway, in the five years married to Cedrick, he’s been generous enough with money.

Her eBay started getting messages again. Someone asked about a limited–edition winter coat.

Speaking of which, this is the only piece of clothing Cedrick personally bought for her.

That Christmas, Cedrick’s father came back for the holiday.

Originally, every year for the holiday, Cedrick never went back to the Maynard Manor. In his words: “They’re all ir- relevant relatives, what’s there to go back for?”

But, with his father back, he had to go.

Lucille even thought, he wasn’t forced by his father to go; he went back himself. Meaning, to show off in front of all the relatives, especially his father, to flaunt how he’s thriving without family support.