NovelReadingChapter 703 Chelsea was, after all, an outsider to Eliza's marriage and felt it wasn't her place to meddle, but she hoped Eliza would cto realize what marriage truly means.
"Elle, don't you think that in your marriage with Casper, you're the one who needs to make the most changes? In the past, he didn't love you and did everything to keep you down, making you feel like you didn't deserve your place. You wanted out, always keeping him and the marriage at a distance, telling yourself that if he ever mistreated you again, you'd leave right away and never look back.
But have you thought about how marriage takes effort and wisdom? You're his wife, the lady of the Welton family, and one day you'll be the one running the show. In the Welton family and in your marriage, you should be the one calling the shots.
Especially with all those women trying to catch Casper's eye, you need to stand strong and not give them a chance." Chelsea gripped Eliza's hand tighter, urging her, "If you want to be a bit selfish, then seize the fact that Casper's rich and loves you. Take charge of the finances. Who cares how long he stays in love? Treat him like a long-term plan. Once your boys are grown and you've got your support, if he steps out of line, just show him the door." Eliza couldn't help but chuckle at Chelsea's straightforwardness.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You've really turned 'taking advantage' into a fine art." "Between husband and wife, it's all about mutual benefit. He counts on you for kids, and you count on him for a good life. Isn't that just how it works?" Chelsea wasn't being cynical; she'd simply seen too many marriages crumble and learned from it.
Eliza knew Chelsea meant well.
She took a sip of tea, her voice calm, "Booka resort getaway, please. I need stto myself." "Sure thing, leave it to me." After their meal, Eliza and Chelsea stepped out of the restaurant.
Dillon, who had been waiting by the car, quickly approached them, polite and respectful, "Ma'am, Mr. Casper wants to see you." Eliza was about to decline, but Chelsea gave her sleeve a gentle tug, hinting that she should go, "I have things to do, so I can't drop you off. Take Mr. Casper's car back." Understanding Chelsea's intent, Eliza nodded to Dillon, "Alright, let's go." She had a pretty good idea of what Casper wanted to discuss, though it wasn't a conversation she was eager to have.
As Dillon escorted her to the car, he explained the dinner's context, "It was mainly to host Miss Allysha; her agent was there too. You arrived just as she stepped away, and Kate, who knows Allysha well, just happened to join in." Dillon made an effort to clarify that Kate's presence was incidental to Allysha, emphasizing it waseet his hands.
Eliza stayed silent.
of When they reached the car, Dillon respectfully opened the back door for her, then took the passenger seat.
"Let's go." The driver started the car, and the privacy screen in the back slowly rose.
Eliza shifted uncomfortably to the side.
Casper followed, sliding closer to her.
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She looked at him, her expression cool, "Mr. Casper, whatever you need to say, just say it."
"Dillon must have filled you in on the dinner situation, right? He seemed tion, right? even calmer than her, a hint of a smile in his eyes, "Anything you want to Scontent belongs for "Nothing to add," she replied, her gaze drifting out the window.
Casper pressed a button, and the privacy screen for the rear window creen for e went up as well.
The back of the car beca secluded, private space.
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