Marrying The Supposed Gold Digger (Valerie)

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"I don't think so, but I'll talk to her. You're right. Frauds are everywhere these days," said Julian. Valerie nodded. "Don't be too harsh on her. Fighting ain't gonna solve the problem."

"Are you trying to teach me how to handle my marriage?" Julian joked. He rubbed her hair with a forced smile. "Don't worry. I know what to do. I don't want Aiden to be hurt."

Indeed. Aiden is not retarded. He just takes a little longer to catch up with his peers. He is a kind and helpful boy who always wears a genuine smile. Even if Ashley got scammed, she messed up. She should've saved up some cash for emergencies, thought Valerie.

She talked with Julian for a while, and it was almost time to leave. She went downstairs and rode her scooter to work.

Valerie was lost in thought while waiting at a set of traffic lights. Nearby, an old lady was slowly crossing the street. However, the traffic lights changed to red, and a large truck was approaching her.

Valerie was taken aback. The old lady was walking slowly, and she seemed to be in the blind spot of the truck. The truck was still turning and showing no signs of stopping. The old lady was shocked and froze in place.

Valerie almost forgot to breathe. "Watch out!" She quickly dropped her scooter and ran over to the old lady, pulling her out of the way. Both of them fell to the ground, with the old lady landing on top of her. Just in time, the truck passed by, narrowly missing them. If Valerie had been a second late, they would have been crushed under the wheels.

"Jesus!" the old lady exclaimed. The old lady got up from the ground in shock, short of breath, and hurriedly looked at Valerie. "Thanks, dear! You saved my life. Are you alright?"

"I'm okay, ma'am," Valerie said as she got up and took a few steps. She was relieved that she and the baby were unharmed.

Just then, the old lady gasped. Valerie's arm was bruised, and blood had seeped through the thin shirt. "Oh, no big deal," Valerie said. She only cared about the baby.

The old lady was worried. 'It's bleeding. Let me take you to the hospital.'

"Relax. It's just a bruise. The doctor might just give me a bandage. The lights switch quickly on this street. You should be more careful next time," said Valerie. She rode on her scooter and waved at the old lady. "See ya!"

The old lady felt terrible about it and chased after Valerie. She couldn't catch up and yelled at Valerie's back. "Thank you!"

Her phone rang at this moment.

"Yes?" She picked it up.

"Madam, where are you now? The president is worrying about you going out on your own," said the man on the phone.

"Then why doesn't he come home and see me? Tell him I almost died just now, and he can prepare for my funeral right away," said the old lady angrily.

"Madam, is this ajoke," said the man with fear.

The old lady hung up straightly. When she looked in the direction Valerie left, Valerie had been gone.